I awake and realize that im not as sick as i thought i would be.
Being sick is so shitty. I feel so weak. I'm not as strong as I seems to be.
In such a situation, i feel so grey and gloomy.
But i always believe things happen for a reason. When the door is shut.. i guess there are several windows are open and waiting for us. (lack of better illustration)
Can someone pls shower me with care and love. Show me the way out. Guide me thru all this....Pls pls...
Life is always full with hope.
I hate emo post. I hate the emo me. But ill just let them out on my blog. Only here.
Cheers, I wanna be a happy and healthy chenglit.
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