For the past few days, every night before i sleep, my thoughts will go to Madeleine McCann, the poor little girl that was abducted from her family in Portugal.

I hope that she's still alive and well, and that the police will get their breakthrough lead REAL SOON and find her real real soon.

Bloody abductors. You think breaking up a family's happiness is so fun huh?! wait till somebody does it to someone you care about! Then you know what karma means!

*seethes with rage*

......

Anyway. It's been 8 days since home sweet home. And in this 8 days ive fallen sick with fever, flu, and cough, and fell down and grazed my right knee. And gotten real real real bored at home and slept like a pig.

Figures i nid to find something to do real soon before my brain starts to rot, if it hasnt already rotted.

Maybe i'll get a job..a nicer one that harold's =p. See first lah, if i do get one then it'll be one month of holidays down the drain, and that sounds rather wasteful of my holidays.

hmmmmm. anyone game to go out?