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Monday, October 27, 2008

Thougts running wild ever since I had my eyes closed. Though subtle but still many of them chalk up to enough miseries. Thus explains my presence now blogging. Partly because dad and mum hadn't come back from one of the funeral wake yet. Proved I do get worried when they aren't around during the times they should be. No matter how tired I am I couldn't get to sleep and finally decided to wake up after responding to dad's 2 missed call. Apparently mum had a missed call and thought something happened to me.

I should be the one saying this to them. Where got people funeral wake from 7pm odd till next day's 7am one. 12 solid hours.

Sick to the max, shall narrate the cause of it later... And you know what? I realised amongst so many medication I've accumulated, I hadn't got any for my usual ailment - nauseatic.

Took the hyperacidity one already. Pray hard it works.
|Lady| 6:50 AM