over the past 1 month...
I didn't realize how stubbon I was (am). I had this bad stitch-like pain, like I sprained my side, so bad I couldn't breathe, I couldn't move, I stood as still as I could, tried to walk back from the bathroom to the bedroom as fast as I could (5cm step every 5mins) for almost 15 mins. I took about another 10 mins to get dressed, & finally, agonizing for the longest time, settled onto the bed, about half an hour plus later. The first 3 mins (and therafter) that I was in pain, Puppy offerred me pain killers, I refused to take, because first of all, I detest taking pills, & second of all, I thought it'd go away soon enough. Usually, when this happens, it only lasts no more then 2 mins (or so I thought...)
And he said, "You're THIS stubbon ah..." I was still in pain when I finally settled onto the bed. I still didn't take the pain killers.
G's going out with a man 7 years her senior, & I don't like it, & she knows it. Had a big argument about it. I still don't like it. I don't understand why can't she just date boys her age. She can wait another 10 years & she can date whoever she wants. Well, this I'm not sure, but now, I just don't feel she's in safe hands. Given, that I don't know him, & who the hell is he for me to know anyway. He's seeing my sister, if anything, he should know ME. And from the way I see it, I'm not impressed.
I don't know if they're still seeing each other. I haven't said a word about since that night's argument. I just pray that she knows what she's doing. I'd break his limbs if he tries anything stupid.
Been having this dull headache. My ankle felt sprained, I can't even remember if I sprained it. I've got a bruise on my left hand, I don't know where I knocked into. My appetite seems to be getting bad. I don't seem to crave for anything for the past 2 weeks. Once or twice I've craved for chicken rice (in these past 2 weeks). I had cereals for dinner. Went running last Friday (I think) after months of not exercising. Haven't been sleeping fine for the past 5 days. Had a good sleep last night (finally), but I'm sitting here feeling sleepy. Oh I had the best coffee (it's bitter sourish with a tinge of gold sugaring) at Pasta Fresca @ Boat Quay at lunch yesterday. For the first time coffee kept me awake. I was energized. I should've asked what coffee it was.
World Cup is almost over. And I've been tempted to bet. Tested my gut feelings on a few matches, they don't seem quite accurate.
I'm tired of being involved. My memory is failing me.
Current read: Flowers for Algernon by Daniel Keyes, courtesy of M.Lady. I'm not done. I just started. So I can't say much, but it's a must read. Makes my hair stands...
