When the doc told me I had acute bronchitis, I dunno whether to laugh or cry. Laugh because I had half expected it. Cry because it could take months to recover else it could turn into Bronchitis, which means it's life threatening.

The chinese believed that I could hv gotten the 100 days cough which means i hv to bloody cough for 100 days before I could fully recover. That alone can make me cry. But still I paid 5 bucks, took my medicine and hope for a miracle to happen.

But anyways, I could use a gd rest after stressing myself out at work. What with all the chi ko peks at work. I feel like giving them my slap and tell them, "Eh. Can you stay far, far, far, far away from me? Like 100 m far? And don't come near me! If there's a need to speak to me, don't bother. I won't hear any of it. And don't touch me." *glares hard at tt dirty fella*

I need Vin Diesel around me.



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