Blank Thoughts

Oh no. Ashlee Simpson is getting prettier than her more popular sister. After her nose job.

Or rather, Jessica is getting uglier. And somewhat, ghostly. But again, I never really thought of her as being pretty. She's square-faced and pouts too much, and her eyes looked.. stunned.

Not stunning.

Ah whatever.

I have been groaning the entire day today. So much that I want to slap myself.

"Go HOME!", a little voice in me screeched.

"You just took 2 days' leave last week, remember? And you have so much things to dooooooooooo...................." ...this overpowering voice drowned the little one.

I want to listen to the little voice though. :(

Wehh wehh wehhhhhhhhhhh...

Anyways, friends who are concerned about me after my second dreaded treatment for my back problem - I'm fine. Just bruised on the right of my body - but I was not disfigured. :) Everything's not so bad actually. Not as bad as the first time, cos prolly I didn't expect it the first time round? But this time, they whacked me with a plastic shaped bone cushioned with pink furry cover. Oh, and I was supposed to just grit it as they beat the rhythm out of me.

Don't have orh cheh 才怪.

They even pressed hard into the side of my right boob like they're going to break my rib bone. But yah, I got over that.

It's still rather manageable actually, save for the few times I yelped and screeched for my life as I writhed like a snake on the massage bed.

Really.