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Friday, December 15, 2006



gosh im still half dead now, and i shall cut the crap (most of them)  coz i just survived the 2nd toughest week in this year. (the toughest being my Finals Paper week)

1. Sunday nite me my dad my mum my sis and my bro (just kiddin, i dont have one) went for dinner at a Chinese Restaurant. We ordered fish vege and prawns. The instant i finished my meal, i felt an urge to throw up. Gosh i could feel spiderman fighting doc oct in my stomach. ( NO IT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH "60% a pig" or "60% a squid" or anythin like that, Lianne/Kavi. Well to cut things short, i didnt overeat). I went home, my stomach was bloated, i felt as if i was carrying a size 12 bowling ball in my stomach. I thought it was some usual stomach discomfort but as time passed by, it got worse. FInally.. i  -tooot-. yeah i  -toot-ed . ok ok i vomited. .. Then 10 minutes after that, it was MY DAD's turn ! HOLEY MOTHER NATURE they must have spiked our food with mentos+cocacola. That nite i threw up 3 times, and gosh i was real sick. My dad threw up a couple of times too.

2. The next day my dad and i went to see our family doc. Too bad its our Almighty Duli Yang Maha Mulia Hebat Perkasa Berani Cergas Kacak Banyak-Bijak Banyak-Lengchai Sultan Selangor's Birthday. So the clinic was not open. I had to to go some Poliklinik to see some unknown doc .. ARGH. SO i went there and there was only one doc on duty, a young indian lady doc. Ok after some mambo jambo she said ... i needed a JAB. i was like wtf im not a sick maggot infested monkey why gimme a jab ? just gimme some pills. she said it'll work faster. so OK. and guess what? the jab was on my si fatt. alrite it means my BUTTs. before i could cry OUCH the needle was out already and there was only a sore on my u-know-where. my dad got the same thing HAHA. we got the medicine and went home. strange thing, the doc didnt give me any vomit or diarrhea medicine. errr. .... so i went home .. I had dinner and slept . No more vomiting ... the next day i was a superman i was all active ... and things got better UNTIL ...
I took fried rice.  i was supposed to take only porridge but i tot i was a man of steel and told my mum that im ready for fried stuff. too bad i dont have a stomach of steel. I threw up again and again ....

3. THIRD DAY. ok i took all the medicine, got enough rest, and observed a strict diet. i took porridge only. things got better.

My super pills+ rehydration salts+ 100plus


so i tried to go on9. and guess what? the PPP light on my modem is OFF. i was ultra pissed . 
it just wont light up.

This is what a working modem should look like. Its not clear here but the PPP light is the leftest most. I wonder what PPP means? Power Puff Pigs LOLL

I thought some ultra lightning roasted my modem or somthing but too bad there wasnt any rain or storm for the past few days. So i was ultra restless and began calling anne vi and everyone to check whether its our good friend Streamyx's problem. too bad it was only me. ARGH


So i spent the day reading some books.


At night, after dinner, my dad got an sms. From Streamyx. Those horny ppl disconected my streamyx because apparently i havent paid for FOUR months !! holey mother nature they obviously made a mistake so my mum is goin to CHECK THEM the next day,




OK TODAY, FRIDAY- I finally had my first decent meal since my ordeal began. A nice hot boul
of instant kimchi noodles. yum yum


After breakfast we went to TM point (formerly Telekom) and sorted out the matter. Rupanya rupanya its Maybank's fault. Coz 
my mum uses an Autopay
service which deducts her money and pays to streamyx automatically.
Apparently maybank didnt pay for 4 months !! argh !  So we got our streamyx back, and we went for bak kut teh ! yeah i know not a nice thing to start off with especially when u just recovered from lao-sai-ing but well .. BKT ROXXx

So im here on9-ing now. For those whos reading this and missed me during my absence plz drop a msg at the chatbox. hehehe so i know how many joe fans there are out there. and yeah im considering professional help to catch the spammer of my chatbox and i'll make him pay coz im seriously pissed. ciaoz ~ muaks love u all


posted by Joe, 2:02 PM

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