Lying on my bed, humming to the tunes of jazzy pieces... feeling weak all over and having the runs every now and then=/ I guess the meal I've eaten over the past 2 days sums up to less than a bowl of congee.. Zzzz... Stomach flu is really a torture.. the pain was so unbearable on Friday night I almost crumbled... Dad brought me to the doctor and I was almost admitted to hospital.. thank god I could opt for the jab option... saves everyone the hassle...

but my Sunday afternoon wasn't that badly spent after all, with SEXY-licious Mr Lee accompanying me for a solid one and a half hours over the television.. providing me with spine gripping entertainment with a match against the Malaysians... and his beautiful victory did lessen the torture in me a little.. LOL! =X

alright, back to recuperating therapy... too weak to even think of what to blog about other than the match. haha!~