Fell sick these few days. Fever, food poisoning, gastric flu, you name it. It wasn't a pleasant Sunday morning to start with, when I woke up having the runs for as long as 15 minutes. Then I started having chills and shivers for a whole afternoon before my temperature shook up to a good 38.5 degrees. I put on a thick coat, but it did not make me feel any more cosy. I knew it's going to be an awful day, because I would not be allowed a sumptuous Sunday dinner prepared specially by my sis and mum to welcome our relatives. That sucked...

I went to bed for 3 hours of recuperation after I took my medication during the evening, when they were having their dinner. There were still some dishes left after I woke up, but looking at the juicy braised chicken and yummy scrambled eggs, it was damn near yet darned far. So I settled for some tasteless bread sprinkled with some sugar, bought from some typical neighbourhood confectionary. It wasn't at all filling, but I ate only a bit of it.

Blah Blah Blah. So much so, I'll stop here... 19 months to go........... Wasting life away like this....