Yet another day. Woke up late & idle around. Suddenly, I realise I was down with fever. No wonder I felt tired, lazy to get out of bed earlier in the day.
Went back to sleep at late afternoon & got up only at around 8. & fever was gone. (: Finally, food!
The whole day is wasted like always. 3 more days man! ): I just hope the situational writing don't get me killed. Damn, damn, damn..
HELP!
Even though I really love you,
but I let go.
No more faith, no more hope..
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