i woke 9am this morning,
class starts at 10am,
my adrenaline is rushing and i got up real quick like that *snaps*
my phone squeaked,
i received a sms from my dad.
yes, she left this world and us this morning.
suddenly monday blues hit me
and i don't feel like going to class today.
i was bothered by decisions
whether to go to class or to go to her funeral today or tomorrow.
then the nauseous feeling comes again.
i promise i'll go to the funeral tomorrow after class.
may you rest in peace.
hope you meet ma ma there and you two can enjoy a game of mahjong there.
crap, bloody monday!
it's so pain!
i need chocolates, blankets and punches to my lower stomach.