Hmm.

Hi friends,

So I'll be leaving tomorrow. I guess thats the reason why my parents didn't want me to go to Escape Theme Park today to meet my friends and - boohoo - MDM SHA AND MISS G. They know that the vomiting signal will be sent the moment I go on the rides and a volcano of vomit will erupt from my mouth for hours. And be worsened when I go up the plane. Sigh. Celia (http://www.may-our-friendship-never-end.blogspot.com/) gave a very detailed account of what happened - went crazy reading it. I WANT TO MEET THEM ALL NOW AND HEAR MISS G SAY "SHIT" AND "DAMN".

But maybe it is sort of like blessing in disguise. I mean, I spent half the day in the toilet. My digestive system decided to go on strike and while I can feel the shit in my stomach and it feels stupid IT REFUSES TO LEAVE MY BODY. When part of it did, it came out in a truckload. The other half is still in me and I finally decided to ignore it. I mean I won't die. Imagine if I were at Escape Theme Park today - bet I'd ruin everything. Besides an inner Qian Wei resides in me. Everybody thinks Qian Wei is chicken. They don't know I'm worse - I am just not that scared of rubber cockroaches. Other than that, i am much worse than her - I wouldn't go near the Haunted House and will probably end up crying on a roller coaster. YOU WON'T WANT TO SIT NEXT TO ME ON A ROLLER COASTER, I'M TELLING YOU - YOU WON'T KNOW WHAT WILL COME OUT OF MY MOUTH AND DECIDE TO LAND ON YOUR SHIRT.

So while I really wish I could meet all my awesome friends and my two fantastic teachers again, I guess it isn't too bad that I wasn't there either. Hope I can meet them all again...

Cheers
Grapesgirl

P.S. Thanks Celia for that fantastic post.