this morning i was alive and kicking. made 2 ham + cheese bread for him in the morning. felt a sense of satisfaction. well i dont know why. now im kinda weak, wit a wet towel on my forehead. had a panadol. hope the fever goes down. its not that high either if not i wouldnt still have the energy to type here yea. my flu, its really killing me since morning. god isnt on my side, cos when i reached school, it started raining. got my flu kinda worse. thats why had this slight fever here. well yea wanted to go down buy flu medicine for myself but i brought my wallet without cash in it. WTF. i asked him for company cos i kinda needed him. i dont know. i wish he can appear by my doorstep. oh my. im thinking too much. oh yea, posted another crane into his letterbox. i guess im feeling better. i still hope for miracles. PLEASE DONT TAKE HIM AWAY FROM ME. im a sick cat. i know he still loves me, so, i hope he can come look for me to see how im doing or so. im lonely, no ones here to take care of me. my parents, sigh, they all went out. they dont seem like they bother. :s i miss him. -still yours to take-
