Yay for Jay!

With sickness comes lonliness and depression, but my baby has a cure. I have been sniveling and whining, it's true, I've been a terrible, terrible person. I have wrapped myself up in my own misery and cursed the world - but yesterday was a magical day. Jay's new album, Capricorn, finally came out and I ran to the stores the way only a sick, mad woman would.

It's his best to date, and he actually managed to surpass my expectations and Shock me. 东方之殿 is the sexiest thing I have ever heard, and 乔克叔叔 is just Wicked. I need to work through the lyrics, of course, he mumbles as usual (even though he's gotten vaguely better) but it's destined to be: 周杰伦+欧丝丽=永远的爱.




Isn't he handsome?

My baby, my boy. Oh, they grow up so quickly these days. And they learn to yodle!

I miss the world, I feel excluded. I don't want to sit at home with Korean Dramas anymore, I have cried enough. Tomorrow, I will write something with taste, and I will refrain from eating too much.

In other news, Chanu is just as sick as I am. My Korean classmate calls me every other minute, am I still sick, and there are three parties this weekend that I will miss out on. I hate my body! It should be smaller, it should be less pale, it should be Healthy. I hate sniveling. I am Theodore in disguise.

Chinese of the day:
感冒
Rheum