Wednesday, August 3, 2011

Save me, San Francisco. #3

Third day of the fasting month and I had a bad start of it. Runny nose, a little bit of fever, a little bit of cold, sore throat and many more. I can barely sleep at night because of this illness. Maybe it was because of the test that God's given for me, having a bad illness in the starting of this holy month. But there's always wisdoms behind all that had happen to us. We just need to worship harder and may God bless you.

Moreover, because this thick layer of mucus, my sense of smell left only like 10%. I admit, this was the worse illness I've ever had. The mucus also affected me when I was studying in the class and fast breaking. It will flow like a river and make me look nasty whenever I sneeze. Lucky for me to be sitting at the fringe of the class cause I can cover to be looking under my table whenever those yucky and nasty mucus was all over my nose whenever I sneeze. And not to forget, tissues. I brought a travel pack tissues to the school to wipe those thingy. My friends laugh when I showed them the travel pack tissues, cause it's really big! (for school students)

Now, to be frank, I don't think it's polite to write a status on ******** showing that you're kinda mad or annoyed by someone or something. I know you're pissed off, but please, don't use bad words. And also, what would you get for writing the status? I mean, if you're not satisfied or maybe pissed off by someone, take time to have a slow talk or discuss about it. There's no use of writing nonsense statuses just to tell the Facebookers that you actually hate this one person, and you were all like "weh pompuan, aku benci kau! panas hati aku ni weh pompuan. kau ingat kau sorang je yang boleh saked kan hati aku? heh! jangan pandang aku sebelah mata lah! aku pun boleh je buat! pompuan sial" and you nag and nag and nag. Oh please, save me.Not to be offensive, but take this seriously.


Before closing this entry, I would like to remind you guys to always take care of our girls' hearts. It ain't hard, just needed a lot of passionate love and right way of handling. Don't let us burst into tears. Please, this would be the last time I'm reminding you about this. Cheerio.