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Wednesday, October 25, 2006

Illness.

i can't beleive im saying this. i simply 'auto'-waked up on the day of hari raya puasa.. at 5.10+a.m.. why? i damn sick that day.

why? i also dunno. 5.20, i go my mother's room. tell her my stomach really damn pain. ughhh.. i feel nauseating whenever i think about it. my mother like.. immediately do anything that can try to ease the pain for me lor, but... then i go downstairs.. she ake plastic bag, get ready let me vomit. i go sink. BLEAH!!!!!!!!~~~ omg. my stomach getting more pain everytime i vomit. i dunno how to describe the feeling la, my english sucks..

okay.. until that paragraph, i go help zhe an do blogging. bloody hell la, make me waste so much time helping him. =\. anyways, back to story!!! if you guys think this post too sian diao, feel free to mvoe your mous to the top right hand corner and click the 'X' button. anyways, who said my posts were supposed to be nice. =x

after that... i dunno what happened for a while, i tried sleeping, but cannot, my stomach too pain, cannot sleep, need toss and turn to rub it, alomst like hitting it. finally, my father shower finish, my parents bring me to hospital, what hospital? i dunno. i never bother noticing the name, its just a hospital, okay? no difference, as long it can ease my pain. then... okay, this part... doctor ask me few questions.. i answer, i dunno what question. tell you for what? XD. then, doc ask me whether want to inject or eat tablets, of course, tablets won't be as efficient as injection mah.. so.. my mother ask me. want inject anot. i ask doc inject where. he say my butt. WTF. HATE YOU MAN. then i nvr say anything, my mother tell me to inject. WA LAO, PAIN LEH. cb... then, i feel okay a bit liao, then sleep on the bed. suddenly feel that the bed very comfortable. lol..

then, doc wake me up, cb again. i sleep so shuang, you disturb me!!?!?!? GRRRRR..

he wake me up, to tell us what i tio. stomach flu. haiz~ eat wrong things sia.. poor me..

then, say, i can say BYEBYE liao!!! so happy! i thought my sickening suffereings ended there.. until when i went home. suddenly feel stomach ache again. ehh. God, please don't play tricks with me leh.. I scream here, complain there... my mother at my side must be very uhh.. sad? right.. and then i vomit 1 last time, then suddenly i fell into my dreams.

i woke up only 3 hours later. see my brother playing computer. say, " OI, COMPUTER MINE. SHOO!! -SHOE-!!! <--*spelling mistake is purposely one.* he say i sick cannot play.. =\ meanie!!! = / then. i feel A LOT better tha play computer. COPE FROM HIM!! GRRRR!!!~ hahaz.

year end results... sigh. entered worst clsas of express. 2D. poor me. i next year must BUCK UP!! LOCK THE COMPUTER!! GOGO ZACK!!! i'll miss everyone in 1J.. good luck for streaming next year!

I never thought that way.
I know where's my priorities placed.
But I have my own reasons.
And I cant expect others to meet up to my reasons.
Compromises have to be made.
And I am trying my best to make them.
But as much as I try, there's bound to be gaps I cannot fill up.
I can only compromise to fill up as much of the gaps as I can.
But I tend to fail.
And when that happens, I always end up in a dilemma.
Its difficult and I am trying.
Please don't expect the best out of me.
I am afraid to disappoint.But there's already enough disappointment...

once upon a time... i dreamed.
|5:05 PM|

Welcome C=

to a land of hopes and dreams, promises and heartbreaks

People should be doubted.
Many people misunderstand this concept.
Doubting people is simply a part of trying to get to know them.
"Trust". The act is without a doubt a very noble one.
but you know, what many people do, that they call "trust"...
Is actually giving up on trying to understand others.
And that has nothing to do with "trust", but is rather apathy.
There are countless people out there who fail to realize that
Apathy is a far more devastating act than doubting others.
The true evil is becoming apathetic about other people.