Reality of leaving settling in.

Yeah, I know, probably the lamest post title, ever.

These few days have been agony. Sore throat, for one. Heck its not even sore throat. More like, throat-so-sore-feel-like-shit-wanna-die kind. Yeah, THAT painful. Never had sore throat that agonizing before. Couldn't swallow, couldn't eat, drink, or even talk. The pain sort of just stayed there like this spiky metal ball thing lodged in your throat. Toss in a couple bouts of fever that keeps coming and going, then you'll have a wonderful way to spend 3 days lying in the living room watching reruns of Braveheart of Kingdom of Heaven while cursing your fate and massaging your white hot throat. Ouch. Thankfully getting a lil' better, after takin meds. And since when meds cost so much? 80 bucks for some freakin' antibiotics? Gahh.

It was pouring so heavily just now. I had the utmost pleasure of driving my parents home after dinner in that condition. All the way from Kuching Specialist Hospital (get meds) it was pouring. Literally like water coming down like waterfall. Can't see a thing. The road was like a shallow stream, and here and there there were deeper parts where water splashed up like magnificent waves when vehicles cross them. I never knew the deep puddles of water could hold such frictional force. Whole damn car slowed down almost a quarter of the speed when hitting the places. Such magnitude! Madness!

Anyway.. everybody's left for KL. Except me!! ...... stuck here trying to finish season 4 of Grey's Anatomy. Not that I complain. Lexie Grey is so damn hot. Just the kind of girl I want. Smart, kinda blur, funny, fair-skinned and tad brownish hair. *drool* if ever during my stint as houseman after finishing meds and coming back at the hospital do I come across someone like that.. OMG. Dream come true.

I'll be leaving in 2 more days. Now that I think of it, this is the moment I've been wanting to get to since Form 5. I wanted to get the hell out of Kuching so badly, just leave all those bad memories behind and start a new life somewhere. Yet now that I'm REALLY leaving.. feels kinds hollow. Ironic.

Who gives a damn, right? Each to his own. No crappy and emo shit from me saying things like 'friendship' and 'path' and 'blablawhatevermushythingsyoucanthinkof'. Its life. It goes on. I'm eager to see what's new out there. Experience new life, new friends, new culture. This is life. This IS MADNESS!! Bwahaha.

Time to take my meds.. Gahh wtf.