The finale has passed. I think feeling undead is much worse than being declared dead. So I came back home sick. My mother put me on anti-biotics, partly also because I bruised my knee and didn't get it properly cleaned for some days. Thank God the 38 degree fever went away yesterday.
Despite my diarrhoea (not sure if it's due to sickness or anti-biotics), I still went to a meat buffet lunch yesterday. It was awesome, espcially the fish. Tonight, I've got another buffet, this time with my family. I skipped lunch for this, so I hope it'll be good (:
What's next? I mustn't become lost. I guess it's time to 'find a new dream'.
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