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So I was childish. Haha...
I dunno what I was thinking. This morning I woke up without my nose blocked like before and the headache's like totally gone. As a matter fact, I felt better than last night.

Last night was like hell. I don't remember being that sick before and I had to go to bed as if no one really knew how I was doing or cared to even comfort me. I dunno why but I did dread the time when I knew I had to go to bed alone. I don't know how to put it into words but there was as if something that was making me longing for it. Like I'm not supposed to go to bed alone or something; that I needed company...and comfort.

I wasn't scared but I was more like lonely and terribly sick. I know I'm not having some terminal illness but it was a real suffer for me. I guess I was more pshycologically and emotionally disturbed than being physically sick; if you get what I mean.

I dunno what happened that night. Whatever that broke my heart just brought out tears the next second. Needless to say blocking my nose more. It was definitely hard to breathe :P

Maybe I was being childish and irrational or whatever. But I was still saddened by the fact that I get no calls or attention when I wasn't well,and instead, I had to give them out. I mean, who wouldn't? No one likes to be alone; especially when you're sick.

Well, whatever. Think I'll just occupy myself with something for the rest of the week; or for some time...or just something.