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Monday, April 21
she shared @ 12:12 AM

of late, i've been pretty down physically and more so emotionally. giving it some thought, it's probably because of the simple fact that i can't seem to get a grip of my own life. and soon as the thoughts reaches that point, i make it come to a halt. 'cause i refuse to delve further into the ugly truth that i might just be right on this one.

anyways! i am still very much thankful for the loved ones around me who keeps me grounded and well, sane. like what happened today:

got up much earlier than usual, was uber cranky cause my whole body was madly in pain (till it drew redundant suspicions, even!) *rolls eyes*, made our way to House @ Dempsey for the flea market, reached, unpacked while praying hard that the sinus doesn't act up, smile/flatter/thank/welcomed etc while trying to maintain a straight face above the aches and strains, then the parents came back with breakfast+lunch, dad gave me some kinda muscle relaxer and i happily gulped it down, which i regretted a little while later 'cause there was still at least a good 4 hours left till the end of the flea and i had been ready to drop dead by then.

fast fwd.. came the time to pack up and go off, i gained myself a pretty make-up pouch and a major trembling headache-going-on-migraine from trying to stay awake after popping those pills earlier on.

fast fwd summore.. finally reached home 9-ish, dropped flat on my parents' bed with jeans, make-up and all. i remember answering a call in the middle of that concussion, from a particular someone who was asking for tender loving care and attention. but thinking back, i really can't remember a single word i said. sorry, dear. i really can't recall anything. please don't blame me. blame my father.

few hours later.. i'd no choice but to get up to answer nature's call. that was about an hour ago, close to midnight for sure. and only then, i felt my day had just begun. -_-

ehh, and i still haven't get to my point!

point is... (!!!) i only got to check my email a while ago (after all that grogginess cleared up) and i had this waiting in my inbox:

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"nur indah jaffar" is my youngest sister aka lim mei mei aka lim bo bo aka Cinta Ayah (Ayah's LOVE). and "everything belongs to me, e e e e.." was a random song she made up, that came along complete with dance steps and constant rhythm. something like Ally McBeal's dancing baby, only better. and funnier.

she basically made my day with that silly unnecessary email.

so you see why i still got reasons to smile? :)