Yesterday was my sister's birthday. And I was unceremoniously thrown out of the house so that she and her friends can hog the place and have their Pride & Prejudice marathon. Oh well, so I had to spent like 6 plus hours on my own outside, after the morning shopping, before I am welcomed back again.

So I decided to watch King Kong.

And it was fantastic! The show is definitely one of a kind. Even though 'monster' shows tend to be B-grade and full of action but no substance, Peter Jackson really worked his magic here. I tell you, it's comparable to E.T (me!) cos there's so much humanity in it. In fact, I think it was even better. The show was really very sad. You feel for King Kong and whenever Naomi Watts cried... I cried. Which was alot. Therefore, thank goodness for dark cinemas whereby crying viewers are safely hidden from view. Thank goodness numbr 2: I was alone and therefore won't have to face my company with blood-shot eyes, after the show when the lights are up. Oh, and I absolutely made a horrid selection for lunch. Not good for fat fighting. Ugh.

Later at night, I made the absolutely terrible choice of taking my mom's throat medicine to sooth my sore throat. Cos guess what? I took the painkiller which I was allergic to, just that I didn't know it cos it was under a different medical name. My eyelids started to swell and in 5 minutes, my eye was completely sealed (cannot open) and I looked like I got 'eyeballed'. It was horridly uncomfortable and heavy. And the next morning, the swelling was still there. At the doctor's, I discovered I was allergic to some range of painkillers of the 'ancid' group, meaning, I can't take ibuprofen, sanflex and aspirin to name a few. In fact, my eye lid is still swollen now. I just damn hell hope it goes down before Sunday or I can't go out at all. Look totally like a freak man.

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