i want someone...

who would carefully lay hot towel on my forehead to help the fever, and a hand that caresses my hair. i surely hope that someone could come and cook for me, stay with me, talk with me. this sickness is not entirely painful, it's the silence that i hear at the end of the tunnel is what scares me the most.
time kasih housemate, Umi kerana call pagi tadi and ask if there is anything you can do to help. Nay.. it's fine.. it would really be selfish of me to ask of you..

these chicken "poxes" sure can't appear at any other odd places now, can it? sakit gile tekak ok? and gusi jugak.. bibir.. cuping telinga.. astaghfirullah.. adoi la hai~

la tahzan, shaheeza.. sakit tu kan kifarah dosa.. tp susah gak nak tahan diri dr tak menangis.. this drowsy medicine sure is a liar. x drowsy pun.. and tak hilang pun gatal nye.. i've already eaten more than recommended. masih xde effect. hmm..
tp xpe kot.. ubat tu kan usaha kita? yg memberi penyakit dan menarik blk penyakit tu, kan Allah je? serious sakit.. ='(

and i think i look horrible, like ridiculously ugly.. how come this sickness cannot catch me at a better time? tgl minggu ni je nak finalize honours.. next week dah nak kena hntr pade Peter untuk semak.. astaghfirullah.. mampu ke nie?
mata pun dah bergenang-genang air nie.. pening..