in about another five hours time.
And after that,
I'll probably lose my voice for about a week?
I really hope it'll be less than that.
Because the thought of communicating
through writing and typing
is really driving me nuts.
I mean, those who know me well enough,
will know how much I dislike
texting and talking on MSN.
Okay,
for those who are nice enough to want to visit me,
I want all sorts of sherbets.
Nothing with milk please (you better know why)
I am damn worried about what sort of funny PJs
they are going to put me in after the surgery.
(JILL SEAH PLEASE DO NOT TELL ANYONE!)
So for those who wants to contact me,
PLEASE DO NOT TRY TO BE FUNNY AND CALL ME.
You'll be greeted with an angry Morse Code.
Text me if you want :)
some things, are really better left unsaid.