im down with stomach flu. which explains the queasy feelin in my stomach the past few weeks.
yesterday, it hit me bad. was nauseas durin invigilation; i thot i was goin to pass out.
so packed my bags & left.
paid the gp a visit, who granted me one day 'leave' for today.
& wat did i do?
i was practically in bed the whole day.
everytime i pop the medicine, i feel woozy. ooooh...
& my throat feels textured... it's sooo rough!
plus the phlegm doesn't make me feel any better.
*groanz*


it's stil the season of eid. to all muslims, i wish u eid mubarak.
altho im not up for the festive mood.
nothin new...


caught a lil bit of 'puteri gunung ledang' on tv juz a while ago.
hav caught it before on vcd.. the supposedly great production of the legend.
maybe it is.. in the eyes of fine arts.
but watchin it again stil never fails to incur wrath & disgust in me!
i can go on & on but i won't blab bout it online.
i've already shot off juz now... grrr... so blardy stupid.
i'd rather not talk bout it or there'll be no end to this.


visitin dad tomoro so it's gonna be upsy daisy in the mornin.
it's been 10/11 years, accordin to the islamic calendar.
& i stil miss him.
i miss u dad.. & im in no position to ask why u left cos God determines life & death. im sure He loves u more but so do i...
3rd day of eid 1997, 11th feb 1997, i can stil picture it in my mind like it was yesterday.
i can only pray for ure wellbeing. & i hope i've made u proud.


i've been thinkin bout life & wonderin if i've made the right choice. i was sure of it before but sometimes, my mind likes to play games with me.
in 2 years time, wil that be wat i dream of? wil that be wat i wan out of life?
til i happen to catch "eve's xmas" on star movies wen i woke up this mornin. errr.. okay, not very mornin.
it convinced me of the choice i made. im sure i made the right choice.
it's amazin how movies can relate to real life.


im supposed to wake up by 7 tomoro... bleagh.
im totally not a mornin person.
sleep... i need to sleep...
was hopin that'd help to deter my conciousness towards sleep.
guess i'll juz hav to count sheep tonyte.
or if it gets too hard, juz pop in the pill!