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Saturday, December 15, 2007

Awaken by the disturbing sound of my mother nagging this morning. Actually, she was trying to wake Emil but I was affected as well because my bed is right above Emil's bed. It was almost like nails on a chalkboard. Sigh. Then, I found out that I had fever. More like Saturday morning fever..hur. To top it all off, I had a blocked nose [which later turned into a running water pipe] and cough. Darn it, I feel so worn-out even though I did nothing that requires me to run around or jump about. By the way, I want to apologise to the people that did night shift on this day because I couldn't come to work. And, I'm deeply sorry I didn't go for the supper thingy that we had planned.