its been a busy 2+ months that ive been here.ever since mom's and my operations lifes been darn hard.every other thing is about food, sleep or going out.which is why i have no peaceful moment.i am supposed t leave tmr but my eye infection is pretty bad so mom says t stay a week longer t b under the "gao ming" doctor's opinion.through jaded eyes i used t believe in the power he held.it cost $100 each consultation and yet patients filled his 2clinics everytime i went, no matter the time of the day.its annoying how this loss of confidence is furthermore fuelled by his lack of EQ.doctors should not be uncaring uncompassionate un feeling blocks of wood.after going t him since the age of 8 which makes that 10 years its rather ridiculous the way each time i visit its "Dawn,yes?" He does not recognize by sight nor memory.

still,the next week is for staying at hme.each time i have seen the doctor they expect me t do some R&R(recuperation and relaxation) but its so lucrudious since the only thing i'd do at home is watch tv.not helping my eyes,no?so next week is for staying home or else "you pack your bags and leave,dont care if you go blind"

on a much happier note, i have gotten my Dior hangbag, DKNY watch and Dior specs.its so thrilling each time i take it out of the cotton bag,slowly savouring the very luxurious-ness of the bag made in China.HAHA.still it means so much that it has Christian Dior printed on it.then i pull out the leather strap and feel the cold metal of the D-i-o-r strap.i laugh,hidden giggles waiting t bubble in mirth each time i think caprious effort to sneak it into my luggage yesterday night.LOL.i bet this shall be better than sex

each time we have a quarrel we always make up. i feel its because if the undeniable shreds of information that form the pillow of comfort when we talk, chat,fake quarrel,quarrel,laugh,diss.whatever may be,i will always love you.im sorry darl.