Boy oh boy.

am like having fever.

& this really bad bad cough.

its when you'll be coughing your lungs out.

& with the phlegms coming out.

eewww.

ok disguisting.

nothing much to say.

just hearing some shocking news here & there.

& oh, 29th is drawing nearer.

3 more bloody days left.

am so looking forward to Genting trip.

i just want to be somewhere far away again.

somewhere in foreign place.

where noone knows you.

its a wonderful feeling you know.

& am pretty sure it'll train me up to appreciate certain people.

& hoping some people will miss my absence.

im like cranky lately.

you cannot blame me.

im sick.

when im sick, i'll be cranky.

why?

because i'll feel uncomfortable with my situation.

& to make things worse,

nothing can make me feel better.

alright.

before my crankiness act up again.

i shall sign off.

Dear Boy,

I'm not sure if you're aware of my feelings towards you.

I thought you would.

If not, you would not act like you know.

You hold my hands whilst crossing the road.

Its already enough to make me feel like as if there's cockroaches in my tummy.

Oh God, please don't tell me I'm in love.