so long, skyscrapers
Okay so, last Saturday i woke up as late as usual only to find out that mother was telling me "we're going to Bali from 7 until 10".
i stunned, not knowing how to react.
7 means tomorrow. 10 means Friday. well that is a sudden. but seriously, i still don't know how to react. exuberant? dissapointed? the only thing i take an interest on Bali is merely, and solely the seafood. oh and maybe the shopping districts that are lining alongside the street. other than that, i hate ocean, i hate sea, i hate cruising, and i fear swine flu. and coming back on Friday means i only have more or less three days to spend my holiday at home. that is what i resent the most.
i'm apparently having a light flu. aw shoot at this kind of time. runny nose is one instance of the worst conditions ever. i hope nothing worst would get me there like that swine flu thingy. damn you really had to mutate like that, huh virus! i want to go to a doctor and get injected with some substantial ammount of immunity something but i guess there's no time left.
my face precisely looks like my mood's emoticon.
huh i'm feeling slightly dizzy and drowsy more often. perhaps that's the side effect of the medicine i took. i really should start packing.
oh well, who wants souvenir?
oh noes my ipod's full. it's only 2 GB though. so i think i'm going to do a little cleaning because new awesome songs are coming. i want to have a new one but reluctant (very much) to abandon it.
please wish me the very best safety. i'll be going by airplane tomorrow morning. i really love airplane but i dispise flight accident. hope not though.