Ever had one of those days when you think the day starts of bad, then gets exceptionally good, then turns out to be a total 180 degrees? Mine has turned out to be a total 360 degree change. Math mid term in the morning. #%@^ the bleedin paper. Then I go to town to get Famous Amos cookies for my bro with Sameer and Jeez. After snagging the first batch of double choc-chip and pecan, we walk all the way to Dhoby Ghaut to meet Jeez's boy and head to Vivo. Oh, the extremely good part was this: under the guise of saying a lil 'hi' to the pres and trotting along, we took our own sweet time to walk across the Istana entrance and then suddenly.. "ZOOOOM", this traffic police dude's on the bike and cutting in front of us. I got mildly excited for that. Then Jeez turns around and there's this WHOLE motorcade (bout 20?) and highway patrol car. SO COOL!!
Lunch at Vivo was er.... alright. Except for the fact Shahul REFUSED to let me eat in peace, cracking jokes or teasing me EVERY chance he got and making Sam laugh so looking at him, I couldn't help but laugh either. WTH! There's prolly a pic of me with chopsticks in my ears floating around somewhere....
Then mommy and daddy decide to do some shopping at mustafa and i just avoid all the lusty looks. Head for driving and M starts off with fun banter bout how happy he'll be if I faint on him and he has to do CPR (which he's apparently VERY capable at) on me. I told him to let me die instead. After hitting the circuits, I really wanted to die. J popped up in the car behind us and I was freaking out cos my breathing wasn't even anymore. There was this bit along the reaction course that I was feeling horrible cause I couldn't nail the turn and started stressing and then J turns up and M gets angry cos i'm flustered (he thinks cos of J) but its cos of breathlessness and I ask him to turn for me with the excuse that its cos of J. He was like annoyed.I was effing annoyed. Bloody 'ell! If only he knew my suffering.
Just finished crying buckets cos I'm hurt that I hurt him. I hate J. I hate driving.
I miss Megan. I wanna snuggle up against a nice, warm, comforting shoulder and cry my tears and calm my lungs. Maybe transplant my lungs at the same time if possible. I'll never be the same again. I've hurt the one person that never failed to make me smile everytime I had to see him. I'm never gonna let it happen again. Like Jack (Yannick Bisson) in Sue Thomas: F.B.Eye said "Never again."
Never again.