morgueville,heartland living.

i've always found the googleadvert thing hanging across the top of my blog very interesting. it's like they know what you're thinking. ..
duh. of course i know how it really work. don't be silly.


anyhow, i swear my family doctor is having a very patronising customer in me. (notice i no longer regard myself as a patient.) they probably seen me more than any other members of my family, every other day. see what singapore education has done to us poor folks, wrecking our immunity systems. so anyway. you can never imagine the horror when i woke up with sausage lips this morning. it was like 'ooh- look! angelina jolie lips. i no longer need to pout my way through getting what i want. hoorah!'. went to see the doctor ('you again?') who went on to hear about my lips, my ulcers in my mouth, my rashes, my cough, my throat - i'm a walking freak. he went on and summon a detox. whatever that really means. but no artificial food, fried food, seafood for the rest of the week. i remain optimistic. because i see this as a perfect excuse to shed my flabs.


great vacation, no?