Everything… everything except this 3, sick, bad weather(when Im sick) and missing item. Today its the combination of these 3, so I proudly announced to be my worst day ever (not really ‘ever’).

I always fall sick straight after a school Major Project. Not before the major project, nor during the major project. Its straight after the project. I find that to be mostly mental. While doing the project, I always stay up late, burn midnight oil and nothing EVER happen to me. Un-consciously, I must be telling myself, “5am, you can’t fall sick in the middle of the project”. Then after the project, the ‘un-conscious mind’ would tell the body, “Phew… glad that’s o’er. You can go ahead and relax, fall sick, whatever you want”. The body would just fall apart. Like… do you know? Domino. Chain reaction.

Falling sick sux. Hope I get better soon.

What’s a good companion of being sick is bad weather. Imagine, when you are sick, the last thing you want is a gloomy weather which add on to your body ‘gloominess’. The cold weather adds on to my flu. Bad weather sux too. Hope mr. Sun come out of hiding soon.

Just when I wan to take a picture of how gloomy the weather is with my camera phone, its no where to be found. What add on to a sick person during a bad weather is the need to look for stuff. I just thought of one more. What add on to a sick person on a gloomy day looking for stuff is confusion. What a sick person, who is looking for stuff,  need during such a bad weather is well… love. From countless sources of sayings and poems, Love is said to be warmth. Isn’t it. So a cold and sick person need warmth of love, am I right? Ha-ha.

However, I am very confused myself. Its not like I’m Casanova, its not like there are people queuing if I wave my hand . I just had conflicts within myself who to love. Everything is at a standstill. So what’s a worser day than being sick and cold and confused with love and looking for things and having to write a post when I don’t have a feeling to. Ha!

So with all these factors. I conclude this to be the worst day.

p.s pls, pardon if there’s alotta spelling, grammer mistakes and un-fluent sentences in this post. I’m too sick to do a proof-read. Ha! Ciao. ‘toolbar=0,status=0,menubar=0,scrollbars=1,resizable=0,width=630,height=600, top=0, left=0′)”>Mail this post

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