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Sunday, August 2, 2009
"work date "

i feel so guilty.

i was so sick at work, that i had to leave early because my hands were freezing. (seriously, it's been a long time since i got as cold as that. =/ even zaty was shocked.) and i was shivering even as i was serving customers. sigh. it's the first time ever in 4 months that i left early.

even when i was crying 2 months ago when THAT happened, i didn't go back even when they asked me too.

but today was really bad.
fucking bad.

i couldn't feel them sometimes.
and that scared the shit out of me.
oh, and i vomited near the bus stop.
i was feeling like shit in the bus back home.

like fucking shit.

also;
i was rushing to get out of ikea, that i forgot to return my counter key. and that's why nobody can use it til tomorrow when i return the key. sheesh. now i have to go there tomorrow. fuck laa.

sorry kakak(s).
i really didn't notice that i hadn't return the key. :(


but me not getting a perfect tally for the tally-check (excess 5 cents), or forgetting to return the key isn't the worst thing that happened to me today. sigh. me going home early and not being able to meet my baby is. that boy wanted to surprise me, and although a part of me knew.. i couldn't take it anymore. and that's why i'm not hugging him right now. that's why i'm not smelling his face..



gah. i miss him so. :(


on a lighter note:
nenek was at home when i arrived. i miss her so freaking much! she's shorter now! (or have i grown taller?) and she kissed my cheeks so many times that i think she removed all my make-up. heh!

so many things to do right now.
and as much as i don't feel like going to school tomorrow, i have to. because there's a fucked-up formal presentation, and i'll have to be there or i'll be given a zero. fuck?! and i also have to hand in my journal and code of ethics, and blablabla.. ouh God.. help me through this, please?

my head hurts.
temperature is at 38.2.
panadol does help, huh?

adios.


i thought and wondered at 7:52 PM