some people just don't know where to stop. they just can't stop bothering me. people reading this. please keep it to yourself. i didn't really tell anyone bout my blog. cos its boring. back to topic. they seem to have no life at all, bothering people with their whims and fancies. wadever. anyway, i'm down with a bad flu. i can't breathe properly cos i have a blocked nose. i can't sleep properly cos of my runny nose. and i have this headache that doesn't go away. i kept sniffing away in school today. although it doesn't help cos my nose is really blocked. like really really blocked. someone like stuffed cement up my nose and left it there to dry. I CAN'T BREATHE! its always *sniff sniff* *sniff sniff*. its getting so irritating that i can't even stand myself. argh! i really wanna declare war with the microbes causing this epidemic in my body. but the 'medication' is just bleah. plain yucks. just thinking about it makes me wanna throw up. but my mama's been really nice. although she scolded me for not taking care of myself and taking medication carelessly, but oh well, mothers will be mothers. i wonder if they have like a mother's society or something where they will observe this secret code as to how to reprimand their children or how to nag at them. cos all mothers seem to be so similar. haha. thats funny. anyway. i yawned and my mama thought i was crying. she told me not to cry and if there was anything i could tell her. its quite funny at that moment cos it was obvious that i wasn't crying. but thinking back its quite comforting. mothers are the best thing that can happen to you. the fact that they have gone through childbirth, through labour pains just to bring us to earth is pretty comforting. but sometimes i think my mama's like a cartoon. she just looks so comical and funny at times. but when she roars. she ROARS. guess u can figure out where i got my fierce genes from. my mama's a spitfire. chili padi. i have really weird dreams lately. i dream about people i'm not usually close to. so weird right. but its happy dreams. there's no sad stuff in it. the only sad part is when i hear my alarm clock ring and i have to drag myself out of bed. its really difficult for me. i'm surprised at how i can do that every morning. seriously. but once i'm up, i'm up. i keep dreaming about my sec 1 and sec 2 class. 1 GRACE'01, 2 GRACE'02 ROCKS! dunno why but people from this class keeps popping up. haha. thinking back on sec 1 and sec 2. i really enjoyed myself. i wasn't bogged down with the 'stresses' of life. exams were a breeze. just read through the textbook and there u have it, an a1 for wadever subject. but now, even mugging isn't enough. nothing is ever enough. so weird. now everything is lectures and tutorials, tests and exams, quizzes and surprise tests, notes and worksheets. argh! but i still have my life and i thank God for it. haha. sleepy now. paracetamol's making me drowsy.
snll drifted away at 8:57 AM
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