Lesson of the day....

Last night I tried to squeeze a clog out from my nose and because it was an especially stubborn clog, I ended up battling it for 45 minutes in vain. As a result, when I woke up the next morning, it transformed into a giant red raw piece of nightmare because the skin was so bruised and scrapped. It was so bad that I had to wear a plaster over it when I left the house to meet Dee in town to get Bel's birthday present. There was really no choice but to choose the lesser of two evils - look horrendous or look ridiculous. I can imagine all the unfortunate attention I'll be getting in school next week. *bracing myself* Well. At least Dee kept to her promise of not bursting out in laughter the minute she saw me. :P

And I don't suppose I actually have to spell out the moral of this story.......

On a lighter note, Bel's party was great. Like Dee said, it was nice and cosy surrounded by people who love her. That is how birthdays should be celebrated I think. It was good to be with some of the family for an occasion other than CNY or Christmas. I had a nice chat with James and got re-introduced to Dee's crazy friend with the terrible sense of humour, even went for a short walk around the lovely neighbourhood with Dee and Bernice because we were *so* full and had to find a way to feel something other than like our stomachs were going to burst at the seams (of our jeans). Poor Wayne couldn't escape a brief face-off with The Family even though he didn't actually attend the party and only came to pick me up. Happy Birthday again Bel. You looked really lovely that night and may this year bring for you many more blessings and good times.