Went downtown with mummy & her best friend forever, Aunt Julie. As I walked along the street to the parking lot, saw a beggar. I dunno how to describe him & I don't wish to describe. People who passed by him, would glance at him. I know the feeling that people glace at him in a different way. Because I have encountered this, until now.
Suddenly, I feel very pathetic for him. He is brave enough to face the problems that he doesn't wish to. At once, im feeling lucky, compare to him or others. I won't blame anyone 'cos its my luck in life. You may not understand the feeling when people insult me. I remember who laughed at me in high school time, Form 1. A jerk !
I know this post is really emotional but just wanna share with you about my feelings..
Hey folks! How's your day? Well, mine was bored to death since the day I came home from the hospital. In between, only hang out with the parents on weekends. On weekdays, I was so busy catching dramas. That's the best way to kill time.
Rested at home for more than a week, my palate is recovering very fast, can eat what I want, but I really can't stand it anymore, the way I consume, like a kid. Everything must cut into small pieces and I can hardly bite & swallow. -.- The hardest part is I couldn't speak accurately, oh my G.
Miss my college friends so much. Memories keep flashing back in my mind. ;)
p/s: I can't wait already, awesome trip on next month ! ;)