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Sunday, August 16, 2009


It's freaking sickening when things happen twice. I'm sorry mum, dad, for troubling you guys. =/ I myself didn't expected it happened to me today. My body just doesn't have enough of energy. Maybe it's too weak just now since today is my first day of period. Sigh. My period mood swings really made me feel so bad when my body makes me so weak. The more I force, the more it'd hurt my veins.

Thanks dad, for rushing yourself to buy me a drink and medicine. Thanks mum for buying me food and wait for me to eat. After awhile, I feel much more better. Weird? I never had feel so much pain like today. It's like, mum told me my lips are pale. Till even dad thought I was wearing a weird lipstick? =.=" (I never wear lipstick when I go out. I'm not a fan of lipstick) They were asking me so much question till I didn't even try to answer any of it since I felt so restless.

Mum was like, "Makan pun tangan menggigil." When mum said that, I just saw my hands were shaking. Imagine, when you eat, you don't even realize it till people around you said so.

But anyway, Thanks mum and dad for taking care of me today. Love ya guys so much..


Ps; My PMS really made me mad with everyone. Why does girls have this thing called hormone?



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And The Agony Heart.




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