part 1:- I'm cranky now.. bite me!

Mood : sleepy.. (-_-)zzzzZ

it's 12.45am and I'm still awake..

somebody please bash me on the head!!

I should be asleep right now, getting some shut eye for tomorrows class..

yeah, you read it right, CLASS..

ughh, I'm still in holiday mode..

have to change that sooner than I thought..

*sigh*

health has currently been an issue of concern for my family these past few days..

with all the coughing, sneezing, fevering and whatnot..

well guess what, I have another health problem to worry about..

it seems that my youngest sister might develop the chicken pox a.k.a. demam campak..

truth be told, I've never had it since I was born, and I'm trying to keep it that way..

hell, I'll even admit that I'm scared of it!!

people were left with awful scars postmortem to catching that terrible disease, and I want none of it!

I just hope my anti-bodies are strong enough to fight it, or else I'd be bedridden for quite sometime..

wait.. that doesn't sound so bad..

sleeping in bed all day not doing anything..

hurmmmmm..

opss!!

no no no NO!!

absolutely NOT!!

I DON'T want to get the chicken pox..

please ALLAH, please help me..

T___T

on another different topic..

I'm feeling mix emotions about a good friend of mine..

he's a guy, obviously..

the thing is, he always text me everyday on my HP, being nice and all..

the last time I talked to him was yesterday, around this time..

what was so peculiar was, he didn't reply my text throughout this whole day, not even once..

I called his Hotlink number, like 7 or 8 times, but nobody picked up..

my 4 text msgs were left unreplied..

did something terrible happened to him?..

is he injured?..

is he ok?..

I don't know!..

around sundown, 7.10pm I think, I called his Celcom number..

ring..

ring..

ring..

"hello?" came the answer..

I almost cried.. it was great to hear his voice again..

"hello.. sihat?.. dah ready nak bukak puasa ka?.."

"a'ah, kat kedai makan dah nih.."

"owh, ok.. selamat berbuka puasa.."

"selamat berbuka puasa jugak.."

"ok, bye.. assalamualaikum.."

"bye, w'salam.."

that's all he said..

no explaination whatsoever..

why didn't I ask him?..

because he should have told me why without being asked..

I thought something bad had happened to him..

well, it's good to know he's fine..

but I guess it wouldn't have hurted to give me the heads up if you were busy..

that way I wouldn't have wasted the whole day being worried..

hurmm..

well, no use crying over spilled milk..

what's done is done..

now all I have to do is payback..

not gonna return his msg or phone calls..

that's what you get mister!

huhuhu..

yes, I'm petty that way, take it or leave it..

I'm sure he's not bothered if I fell down the stairs, broke my arm, or hit by a bus pun kan?..

so he won't worry bout me..

but would you guys worry bout me?..

I'll love you if you do..

(^^,)

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shining star~~