My stomach's killing me from top to bottom as though i have gastric or just plain bloated. I feel like purging and that feeling ain't comfy to my tummy. :/ What with my constant burping, medications are of no use. :(
There were no pictures taken yesterday but i can assure you i did something like this ;
Had a great time listening to John-A's love life till the clouds turned grey and poured like a wee. It was one awesome day la fullstop.
Later on at night, had dinner with my mother alongside brother who is getting thinner by day at a japanese restaurant in Jaya 33. These are the type of moments i'd cherish because in a blink of an eye, i'd prolly be leaving for uni or marriage and my mom will be left alone. Whenever this thought lingers in my mind, i'd weep and pray in silent. Though i am embarrassed for her lack of education in communication english, i love her nevertheless for her encouragement, her never-ending moral support, encouragement, trust and faith in me, and her determination to work in order to feed me and my brother. There are so many things a mother could do in spite of love and how could i not see it and be no more than grateful for it?
On a brighter note, fastfood are synonymous to weed. Except they don't taste bitter and make you hallucinate. They make you obese and die of high cholesterol. Unless it's Subway, which does not count as it is a sandwich not a burger.
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