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Something About me
Wednesday, September 29, 2004

a very nice2 and clear day!!! and i'm trapped in this room.. not have enough energy to go out with this sore throat, hoarse voice, headache, SOB, coughing and last but not least, no appetite to eat..

last night was terrible.. i tried to go bed quite early in hope that things will get better and got the energy to get up at 6.30 to watch Real Madrid vs Roma..

12.30 a.m. .. still not sleeping.. the hell just broke loose.. my nose acting like a waterfall and so do my eyes.. tear just coming down.. ( i'm not crying) .. my body was burning up.. cant lie down flat on the bed.. ended up with blocked nose and hypervetilating.. so, i have to straighten up and somehow, put tissue inside my nose to prevent it from running down like a waterfall.. nice way to spend the night , isn't it?

keep waking up every hour and doesnt felt that i got any sleep at all.. so, at 5.00, i made myself a hot milo and 2 panadol just to get me into sleep since 2 tablets the night before dont kick in... i got the best sleep i've ever get this whole week.. but, have to cancel my SPC meeting in the morning.. argh!! i just hate getting sick this time of year.. when you got a stack of assigment waiting to be done and the best thing you can do is sleep and hope that your body immune system can get things done quickly...

my temper doesnt do any good at this time... last night, i said some bad things to my friend.. well, that the second time i do that this week... not bad in some way.. just being tooo sarcastic.. i dont know why.. i just got frustrated... when i get sick, i dont expect to get pampered or something.. i like t be left alone.. but, sometimes, i do expect more from specific person.. i dont know why i want that person attention.. all the things that the person said seems wrong and i know that;s he's way, but, it just reach my limit.. and now i;m afraid that i loose his good opinion on me..

we always said that we dont care what other people think of us... i always got that kind of thinking... and still am.. but, i do care what my close friend think of me.. no matter how much they said that they understand me, sometimes, i just felt obliged to behave in front of my person.. bite my tongue.. and now, i felt very guilty of being sarcastic to him....

hmm... at least one person do understand what need to be said to me when i got sick :

Mom : ok lah, mak doakan kamu cepat sembuh, banyakkan rehat and MAKAN UBAT dengan betul..not with COKE

that's the only person who remember that i hate taking medicine without me have to tell them..

the least i got from everyone just : "dah makan ubat belum?"

that's me complaining.. thanks for everyone that seems concern about me.. now, if only i remember to take medicine at the right time.. not when things got worse...
&faded to grey at 9/29/2004 02:35:00 pm♥

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The Importance of Being Earnest, 1895, Act I

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