Frustrating, just so frustraiting.
Monday, 28 April 2008
My voice is still lost somewhere in 'donno-where land' (it's the 5th day now), flu is still clogging my nose and cough is still killing me. The only thing that got better is the sore throat and fever has gone.
I'm just so geram la. Being sick is already bad enough, now I'm being instructed to get well...
"I don't care, you better get well!"
WTF? I somehow wish I am God. Then it wouldn't be a problem instructing my body to get well this very instant too.
I guess I'd never grow to understand why you'd always cause drama (e.g. cry) when I'm not well; the very same way you never grow to understand why I get sick oh-so-often and cause a drama outta it as well (e.g. losing my voice).
Don't you know that I didn't ask for when and where to get sick and get well?
It wasn't my choice to be a sick child, since young. It really wasn't my choice...
Ai...
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