What do you do when.....

Your best friend doesn't like your boyfriend?

One of my best friends (I have four) totally dislikes the fact that I'm with the puppy. She's expressed her dislike since the day we met. She's known him longer than I have, so it's rather fair because she knows what kind of person he is and I know she's just looking out for me.

But sometimes it's disheartening.

It's gotten to an even worse level. About a month ago, we were IM-ing and she told me that she doesn't want me to marry the puppy. If that means the end of our friendship so be it.

I laughed it off. Made a joke out of it. But deep down, it got me thinking. Is it really that bad that I'm dating the puppy? Is it really that bad that she had to come up with an ultimatum?

Two days ago she IMed me. She's coming back to Malaysia for a short 2-week visit. Sept 28. I told her, that day is not good for me. Why she asked. It's our first year anniversary. Lame. You are lame. She said.

By the way, when I'm in town, I don't want to hang out with him, so don't bring him out. I still can't believe you're with him AND living with him. How lame. She continued.

My other friends don't have a problem with me dating the puppy. In fact they're rather supportive of it. He's been one of the best things that happened to me, besides, we've been together for nine months already with minor issues, no major issues.

I can't wait to see her. I haven't seen her in about two years already. But at the same time I'm feeling a bit apprehensive because of her attitude towards the love of my life.

Anyways... today is the 9-month anniversary. I'm proud of us. We've made it this far. I can't wait for the 10-month anniversary.

In celebration of our nine months together - I made a lamb with fusili and tomato dish... and we went to watch a movie the night before :P

Dinner and a movie hahaha

My ordeal

This is Day 10 that I am recording this down. I have been ill since June 7th, 2009 all the way to today and I don’t think it’s going to get any better.

Here’s a recap

June 7th
Woke up with a hangover and a bit of body ache. Suspected fever, hun says it’s just the hangover, nothing too much to worry about. Fell into a full on fever after a late breakfast. Slept the whole day

June 8th
Woke up. Was in no condition to go to work at all. Rolled over “Hun, drive me over to the doctor’s later?” “Mmmmm,” and he went back to sleep.

Later, we spent an hour sitting in the clinic waiting for my turn. Doc diagnosed me with a regular fever, cough with phlegm. Put me on a course of antibiotics for five days.

June 9th
Went back to work. Felt icky. But had to work anyways. Big bosses were in and were doing a presentation to some Vietnamese delegates. Had to be there *just in case*

Fever started to manifest. Felt really bad. But had to keep on going. Came home with a fever. Plopped down and collapsed into bed till the next morning.

June 10th
Felt better. Went to work feeling alright albeit a bit woozy and drugged up.

Came home. Proudly announced that I was feeling alright. Then half an hour later the fever struck again. Told hun to take me to the doc again. No way I should be having fever so many times in a row.

Doc suggested that I do a blood test but since it was too late, he said come in tmr morning if you’re still feeling bad.

June 11th
Went to work and then realized that I should just go get a blood test done. With all these pandemics and all that going on, I can’t take any risks.

Doc heard my cough and asked some questions about it. Then he sent me off for an X-Ray as well and two days of medical leave.

Went home to sleep it off.

June 12th
Still not feeling the best. But slightly better. Noticed that my fever always comes twice a day. The first time sometime around noon and the second around 8pm.

Cough and phlegm aggravates my throat and makes my fever even more consistent.

June 13th
Weekend is here but am stuck in KL. Am in no shape to travel back to Ipoh much as I’d like to. Felt a little better. Fevers seem more lighter there days. Slept the whole day.

June 14th
Felt much better. Could walk around, do stuff. Made herbal chicken soup. Since I’m not eating anything, might as well drink something nutritious. Can’t keep letting my body eat my body.

Went grocery shopping and had an early dinner at Santini. Was feeling hungry but didn’t want to over do it, so I shared a bruschetta a la funghi with hun and had a minestrone. He had the Secondi di Carne – rack of lamb. I even had no appetite for lamb. Can you imagine?

This was a lot of coughing day. Hurt my back and my shoulder blades. Have to curl up like a foetus to cough else it hurts my entire body

June 15th
Went back to work. Felt not too bad. Fever was under control but cough was getting worse. It’s getting harder and harder to sleep when I have to literally wake up AND get up every hour to hack up the phlegm.

I cough so much that my abs hurt today.

June 16th
Work was fine. Fever stayed under control. Didn’t attack me all day – which is a good thing. Got home feeling good. Went out for dinner. Hokkien noodles. But I couldn’t eat much. But at least it’s more than I usually did for the past two weeks. The sauces started to irritate my throat.

Coughed so much my rib cage hurts. Got home. Still felt fine but rather tired. Took cough meds and slept till morning.

June 17th
Felt quite alright. Coughed so much the left side of my uterus hurts now.

Went to see the doctor just now. I’m still running a fever. Told her about what happened. She gave me more cough syrup, another five day course of antibiotics and some more fever tablets.

This is never ending.

I’m going insane

I don’t know how much more of this I can take

I want to kill myself… literally.

Colin asked “If you die what will I do?”

Frankly, go on doing what you did…. You’ve lived your life without me for 26 years. We’ve only been together less than 9 months. It won’t be too hard to wipe me off your slate. I’m too much of a burden right now.

I can’t even go near my girls just in case I pass on an infection or something like that to them.

I can’t lie down properly. I can’t sleep properly. I can’t snuggle up in bed comfortably.

I can’t even have a nice snuzzle because I always end up coughing and hacking if I get too comfortable in bed.

I just want this all to end….

I don’t care how

Tommy, Can You Hear Me Too?

My first pop crush was Thomas Alden Page. I hear a million people cry out... "Thomas who???"

Thomas Alden Page - more popularly known to the world as Tommy Page was one of the best singing sensations of the late 80s to the early 90s.

The first time I heard A Shoulder To Cry On, it blew me away (okay, I was only 6) but it hit something in me and I knew I had to find out more about the singer. Living in Malaysia, scouring for quality American music was hard I tell you. And especially at that age.

Two years later, "Paintings In My Mind" came out. I heard I'll Be Your Everything on the radio and oh my goodness, I totally melted there. Right there. In front of the radio. I begged mom to buy me the cassette (remember those? with those flip fold pages with all the lyrics and promo pictures) and I played the cassette so much that it drew my mom mad.


Needless to say I was hooked. Hooked onto this man 12 years older than I am. Granted I was less than 10, I was in love.

My cousin and myself used to lock ourselves in the room blasting I'll Be Your Everything out loud and dancing along to it like the ballerinas in the video. Man, those were good times....

I was much older when this album came out. I remember they gave away these heart shaped lockets with Tommy's signature on it and I was convinced that he wanted me to have one :) so I insisted on wearing it everywhere even to school (where jewelry is forbidden). I zealously kept it hidden and close to my heart. Unfortunately, since it was a marketing gimmick, it was some cheap material which gave me a rash. I very reluctantly took it off and didn't wear it.... although I did keep it in my purse so that I could peek at it every now and then~

It's been 20 years (wow time flies) since I've first heard Tommy... since I fell in love with Tommy and I still am...

This is in tribute to Tommy Can You Hear Me? Remembering Tommy Page

I read that a few months ago and Tommy still blows me away. I've always imagined him singing at my wedding (do you think it's possible?)

Tommy if you can hear me too.... I'm still very much in love with you :)

I am...

"I’m selfish, impatient, and a little insecure. I make mistakes. I’m out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can’t handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don’t deserve me at my best.”

~Marilyn Monroe