Sick.

The last day of fasting and im sick. *sigh* Waking up late at 4 plus and my room started to spin. *double sigh* Waking up and feel woozy really doesn't start my day great. Rub-rub eyes and walau, migrain came rushing in like sugar rush in high speed. And mind you, i was shivering like one naked person who is stranded in Antartica. Bring my blankets, bantal busuk, Winnie The Pooh that he bought for me and my handphone to the living room and lie down and called him.

While on the phone with him, i was trying to refrain myself from sneezing and coughing. Cause i know he would be worried or he may asked me to sleep. Again. Which i have been sleeping for almost 12 hours.

And now here i am, just finishing listening to the Takbir on the radio. Still feeling the migrain and almost feeling faint. Sneezing here coughing there. Aiyaa~ How to Raye lehh tomorrow. *laughs* Hopefully would feel better tomorrow. If sick uh, ish. I want to karate the people upstairs. Selalu *drill noise* here, *drill noise* there. Doesn't make it feel better. *Haiyaaaaaakk~~!* Flying all the way to Japan uh. Nyahahahahahaha! *evil~~!*

And now. Take panadols. Again. Sheesh. *sigh*