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eLisabeth, spelled with a "S".
born and bred in S'pore.
a Virgo; perfectionist, stubborn.
love her for who she is, and accept her flaws.
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Thursday, June 11, 2009

eli is turning VOICELESS soon.
bby is in camp, doing his reservice.
which adds up to me, having a terrible time:

1. throat hurts
2. can't even have a short chat with bby
3. throat is killing me
4. i feel like a mute

more elaboration on pt 4;
i was cabbing home from work earlier.
and while directing the uncle halfway,
my voicebox ran away.
i can only point left/right.
retarded, yes.

quotes from the kiddos today;

first: DYLAN -mr handsome [like 90% ivan lookalike? behavior too.]
dylan: tchr, what happen to your voice?
i smiled.
d: isit cause you talk too much? must drink more water.
me: cause i always shout!
d: must drink more water ok [he keeps repeating].
me: yes ok. thanks.
d: later you go home sleep and at night, go and catch your voice back.
trust me, my reaction is the same as anyone of you now. ?!?!?!?

second: DENIS - looks like pris when she's sleeping. lol.
denis: what happen to your voice?
me: missing.
denis: huh?
me: my voice went missing.
denis: why? how your voice went missing?
me: i dont know. go asked dylan. he asked me to catch my voice when im asleep.

aint they awesome and swweeeet?
the k2s keep offering to help me and looking after the young ones.
cause i cant really speak.

before this terrible voiceless thingy,
i was down w all the symptoms of swine.
bby brought me to s'rgoon north/garden [i always got confused] to this 24 hr clinic.

doc: how are you?
me: sick, terrible flu.
doc: cough?
me: yes.
doc: sorethroat?
me: on the way.
doc: fever?
me: i donno.
he used the thermometer and waited for it to beep after placing it in my earhole.
BEEP and he literally exclaimed upon looking at the temperature: 38.6 °C and you dont even know you're having a fever?!
me: am i having swine?
doc: did you travel recently?
me: a month ago, indo.
doc: in touch w sick person?
me: so far im the first among all.
doc: oh. dont worry. shouldnt be, just a very bad flu.
he then checked my heartbeat etc and said: its all normal. dont worry.
the medicine i got for fever and cough is terrible.
he gave me cough syrup; like those you can easily get from the pharmacist.
he gave me paracetamol pills for fever. might as well take my panadols from home.
ps: i'd finished my cough syrup and im still not well!
im going back to my doc, who knows i dont tk cough syrup.
&& i'd been sick eversince saturday!! kill me.

&&& ive tons of pictures to upload.
1. getaway peeks.
2. all other random peeks.

will promise this blog aint gonna be wordy any longer.

loves, eli.

4:00:00 PM