Oh god, my throat hurts.

Hurts like hell.

Been coughing the whole day yesterday and I think the delicate skin of the throat cant stand all the constant trashing thus it hurts.

Doesn’t help the fact that I stuffed myself with durians last night. Just one but still…

Ooowwww…..!

I’m afraid to cough. Lozenges don’t work. It makes me mouth dry and numb.

Hurts hurts hurts.

Finding comfort in hot drinks. The scorching heat from the drink gives me a temporary relief.
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Really bored. All my jobs are pending inputs which are hard to come by.

Internet doesn’t seem interesting anymore. It’s either death or war or crap. Contributes to my moodiness. I was in a foul mood yesterday. Not the growling kind. The kind where I need a hug and comforting words. I didn’t get it. Made me feel worse.

Not that I’m such a baby all the time. But all this news makes me feel a little down. Even the trivial thing like the death of someone I don’t even know. It’s like smack, hey girl, when will your time be?

I can go on and ramble. Maybe even piss you out a little. But that’s not the reason I began this all from the very beginning.

Easy for me to write, ah, I don’t care about anything anymore. Truth is, I’m not sure what to care about right now. Everything is not here to stay.

Tough luck. I can’t swallow the truth. Oh pardon me; I can’t swallow anything right now.

Throat hurts.

Cough. Hack.

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Funny thing is, we are similar. You and I. Similar yet different. I hate that. It’s like saying oil and water are the same but different. Fact is, it won’t mix. Never ever. Yeah I get it. The physic. I know chemistry. Never used it much. Who cares about molecules in programming anyway?
I’m ashamed of myself at times. For being unable to judge. For being unable to differentiate. Good. Bad. In between. Based on what? The world? Social standards? Makes me feel silly. Seriously. Here I am battling the demons of my mind, trying not to trod on other people while everyone else is dancing on top of my head. Why do I even bother? Silly me.

Ramble ramble.

Perhaps I’m going nuts. Good. Like I said, I don’t feel like caring anymore. What about plans? Hello, what plans? I’m here now. Don’t ask me what I did yesterday. Don’t ask me what I’m planning to do tomorrow. Coz I don’t know. The moment is called now.

Magic. What do you call something that’s hidden? Treasure? Why is it so far? I’m not ungrateful. For many times in my life, I’m grateful.

Thank you. Thank you for being there for me. I don’t know what I would do without you, Master.

I feel like a lost child right now. I finally found the right path. But I couldn’t wait to get to the end.

Patience. Patience.

What patience?

My throat hurts.

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Oh well…I think I just vomited words that doesn’t make sense. Don’t bother if you don’t either.

I’m fine. Really. =)

CoUgH. HaCk.

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