Just exactly how bad can it get? I'm absolutely down with luck for this whole month. Fancy falling sick on 30 December. Think all the fun will just slip me by time and time again. But it's alright, i'm handling it well.

Despite all the "swayness", come to think about it, i'm not really that sway after all. Each time i look at the tore in my jeans, it just tells me that i've been blessed somehow. Let me start with the very first incident-The school internship.
I was suppose to work at the green book but fickle minded me rejected the offer and landed myself nowhere. Left with 1 month of holiday, i still manage to find a part time job. Which means, i get to rest for 1 month while those who tied themselves to internship they will be working their holiday away.

Secondly is the bad fall. My jeans tore but i'm glad that it was some funky tore or else i'll be put to embarrasement for life.

Thirdly, about falling sick. Yesterday, i felt extremely weak and uncomfortable. My head was spinning and my throat hurts. Cold feets and hands, i snuggle under my blanket for warmth. I didn't see the doctor as i find it unnecessary to do so. Had some leftover medicine from the previous time. Somehow, today just felt much better than yesterday even though the symptoms of sickness still lingers on.

As for the rest of the unpleasant incident, though i may not see it's blessing now but someday it'll be revealed to me. Because i believe that the Lord has been watching over me all the time.