I’m dying
I’m amazed I managed to drag myself home in one piece.
Throughout the day, I was announcing 我要死了~我要死了~. The LS is killing me. The piles problem which I thought should be over, apparently isn’t. I’m just glad the few public toilets I visited had wonderful flushing capabilities. Right, I’m going to leave out the really gross details, but let me emphasize this, 我要死了~我要死了~.
Wanted to find someone to replace me for the Courts Roadshow. Turned out that everyone else (besides Mary, who is away for the weekend) were tied up with other events. There you go, 933 DJs are soooo in demand.
I think I made Lingzhi very worried before the show when I told her I felt like puking. Rarely is she so nice to me. She confirmed that she’ll host my memorial service, if there’s one coming along. Thanks =)
After a short 2-hour rest at home, I went to do a voiceover at Chinatown.
Me:
I think I’m dying soon
Susan and Cynthia of Sony BMG:
Huh? What the hell are you talking about?Me:
(explains)Susan and Cynthia of Sony BMG:
Crazy ah?! Go and see doctor lah..Me (ignoring the “see doc†bit):
In case I’m really dying, can you guys bring Jolin to Singapore before I die?Cynthia:
No no no. You go and see doctor first before we consider bringing Jolin to town
Five minutes later, I realized Jolin is indeed coming to Singapore. Passes to her autograph session come with every purchase of her [J Game] album hitting shelves next Monday.
(P/s: I don’t know when the event is happening.. It’s not mentioned in the commercial I was voicing)
Over dinner, V2 volunteered to accompany me to the doctor. Subsequently, How Han said he’ll escort me too. Awwww. That’s what FRIENDS are for. They know I don’t get my ass (pun intended) anywhere unless they use force.
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Flashback to the SSDC incident, I got myself enrolled after relentless haunting by Jan and V2…
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(P/s: You realise I’m kidding when I said I wanna see Jolin before I die right?! Hello! I don’t wanna die yet! I just got my bonus! There’re so many things I wanna do! I’m seeing a doc whether she comes or not…)
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The concert tonight is probably the longest I’ve ever attended. I lose patience sometimes, and get the whole gang out halfway for supper. Tonight just wasn’t the night for supper; having nearly killed myself before the show started. My LS-induced weak knees nearly caused me to do a magnificent free fall while I was walking down the steps to my complimentary premier seat.
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