Happy sweet seventeen birthday to Ting Ting, royalbunnyandbear.
I had a serious headache when I woke up this morning, and my back was aching. I was reluctant to get out of the warm and comfortable bed; however I was running late for the award ceremony. The alarm was ringing none stop and daddy was bugging to get up. My eye lids was still half closed when I dragged myself to the bath room, and I eventually fell asleep sitting on the toilet bowl.
The ceremony was a drag. I shouldn't have reached there so early, the MP only arrived an hour later, and his speech was like a lullaby. I waited for another one and a half hour before I could go onto the stage. Damn it I was already feeling terrible, but I still have to force out a smile for him and the photographer. I went to the clinic with daddy before the ceremony ends. The doctor said I was running on a fever and asked me to drink plenty of water and finish the entire antibiotic.
Daddy drove me home and head to work again. I took the medicine, and fell into deep sleep later. Hui Xin even missed call me 12 times before I realised the phone was ringing. I felt better after the long nap, so went to Ting's 17 birthday party at her house. Played a round of majon with Sean and Mok, and passed all my back luck to Ming Huang after he took over me. We cut the cake at night before Wan Ling and Raymond went home. The cheese cake taste really good and the taste still lingers in my mouth.
Candles burn, cause the world will always turn. I'll burn both ends till my fire's out. Lost in the darkness I can still scream out. We used to laugh, we used to cry, Say goodbye to 1-35. Take me back down a dirty road, where it went, we didn't care to know. A glory night is a story saved, mark the chapter but turn the page. Always keep, to the kids in the streets- All American Rejects
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