Friday, April 24, 2009

Changing

To my dearest reader, I'm currently activating another blog. As my old blog (this) is suffered from some corruption. Please don't mind.

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BEST WISHES FOR ALL MY READER. MAY YOU BE WELL AND HAPPY ALWAYS.

Monday, April 6, 2009

This is a nice movie that you will sink your teeth into it. It makes you cries a lot and smile too. I feel that I keep spinning after watching this movie and realize the earth is still. Guess that my medicine starts it works gain! Bed-time! See ya.

Saturday, April 4, 2009

Shortcut to Heaven

Today is a special day. Guess what? 2 weeks of Virus attack and the medicine I take never redeem my condition anyhow. Yeah! I can't say it is the doctor's responsibility and the one who SHARES the disease with me. It is all my fault. My immunity system is lousy.

Well, for the first week. I choose to take up Chinese' medicine. I find out that it doesn't really dazzle my VIRUS. So, I go to visit another doctor, who gives me tablets and fluid medicine. Let me show you how the medicine dazzle me. After consuming it, I sit lazily on my chair and count from one to ten. Your consciousness seem like whack by cataclysm. I surrender and go to bed straight. I never make my effort to go to bed so early. ZzzZzzz... peacefully and full of hallucination when I wake up mid night and dusk.

Morning, [yesterday] I go to my brother house for being a nanny of the house. Again, after the medicine, I lounge nicely on the comfortable chair and sleep. ZzZzzz... till my brother come back and he send me back home. I continue my sleeping marathon on my own bed. I have no idea how I get myself to my bed because my body seems like an empty shell that is far way too big for me to fill up.

Afternoon, I climb down from my bed with glittering star in my mind. Sitting on the table, I finished my lunch nebulously. I have my medicine again and go to bed.

After 4 hours sleep, I wake up and do some walking. Still like anytime I can pass out and kiss the concrete marble floor. My mum urges me to do some shopping. I follow like I am dreaming. I can't think rationally as both side of my brain on leave. Uhh! First destination, I keep myself in the car. Second destination, I go. I walk like a soul. Floating effortlessly and free of weight. Absolutely zero gravity. After a while, I can't wait for the escalator to send me to the heaven. I pass out. I should say nearly pass out. My vision suddenly become very very bright. Like I am now in heaven. I tell my mum and they cancel the shopping trip. My mum still ask me to walk more that I will feel better!! Darn it, I can't walk at all. My body seems like a Maggie Mee. Will they [my limbs] obey me?

I choose a dirty spot, actually no place is clean, I sit there to relax. I never feel so helpless and torture. A sheen of cold perspiration await at every pores of my skin. Luckily I didn't cry out loud in front of the public. I manage to do so. Finally, the car come and I sit in the car and rest.

Home, I finish my dinner and go to bed again. I smack myself on the bed and rest in peace.

Another day, I stop my medicine.To consume it just like having a carnage desire and I may die in second. My cough and flu come back again and give me a welcome smug on their face!!!!

I never ever love my bed so much!!

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Waking Up

I am subject to illness
I am not exempt from illness.
I am subject to death
I am not exempt from death.
Early in the dusk, I wake up sluggishly. I examine the round clock with dim light which barely pass through the mosquito netting of my 2x1 window. Well, I am awake. I choose to stay on bed. Sophisticated cough and flu make me throb. The air is filthy. Till 8a.m I finally climb down from my bed. I simply scavenge some breakfast then sitting in front of the computer. I feel sick for the long hour sit. I walk to my room to relax. My breathe is abnormal rhythm and coughing drive my crazy and dizzy. "HONK! HONK!" Here I gathered all my strength and check up whether is it Sister Amelene. Yeah, as I guess.
I look pallid and haggard. But still I want to go out of the house. I have been grounded VOLUNTARY for the past four months which pass like a shadow creep. We go visit school and finally end up at her house. Well, we chat a lot about pass and future, tuning in the same FM and talk and talk. About sometime, time reach to pick up his brother, pc and drop his suddenly-joined friend. She sends me home after that. Thanks for driving me out and this make the time counts for me. It means. Thanks.

I miss something in this passage and I don't feel like bring it up.
Thanks as everyone is safe. It seems like our guardian angel has been guiding our life
and spread their love and cares like aura that affect people around us.
Blessed.