Those times.

At the rate I am right now, I won’t be able to finish the whole thing for my final paper. Even yesterday was quite disappointing, really. Anyways, about summer vacation… I hope everything will be settled soon because we’re leaving next week and I can’t believe how fast time flies!

Flight back to Malaysia, Mother said she’ll handle it for me. Thanks Mom! Malaysia, a part of me wants to be home and another just wants to stay here alone. But whatever it is, I hope this summer will be a different summer for me.

Oh right, the check up thingy. Urgh, as much as I want to be healthy again, I read somewhere that there are people out there living with costochondritis for 15 years! Imagine bearing the ache that long and besides, it comes and go and that’s the annoying part. There’s also a case where this patient was suggested to have her second left rib to be taken out but that would promote high risk of injury to the heart as now it has no bone protection over it. Scary isn’t it?

Talked to Nadie for a bit in the morning :) She can be reaaaaally annoying at times but I love her the most! Yeah, sometimes I get frustrated when she’s sort of sarcastically saying I’m being a bad daughter to Mom and Dad for not calling but that’s me I guess. Anyhow, I am trying… trying to be closer to them. Just be patient with me. I’ll get there…

I should be in the library now but I keep skipping my meals (which I never really realised that I did) so I shall have my lunch at home and ready for long hours of revision. It’s getting hotter here in Dublin even at 2 in the morning, where I’ll be walking back from library alone. Heee :D It is safe, if you’re brave enough. It really is to be honest. I’ve been walking back late at night ever since high school back in Malaysia; especially when it rained heavily. Walked through those dark ‘mini jungles’ where wild dogs might just appear in front of you or robbers would hide behind the bushes. You’ll never know. And so, I survived eventually… Even here in Dublin. Nothing to be proud of but girls should learn to be brave and independent. Mom used to say I don’t know how to do things but at least I don’t cry when I’m stranded somewhere unlike Nadie (HAHA, that funny story of her). Instead I walked back with my drenched school uniform from wherever I was right to the front door of my house. Happened all the time and I’m not sure how and why.

Anyways, let's pray that my friends and I can do well for Saturday. 

PS: I’m breathing again. Slowly.