Perhaps I have been sleeping way too much yesterday. The 6 hours of sleep since 3am seems enough. I didn't sleep well. My throat hurts since Friday and I'm down on a fever. 37.9 degree celcius. Went to the doctor. Though I have MC, but I still pushed myself to work. Boss have organised company BBQ once, but I didn't turn up. If I didn't turn up this time round, its gonna be disappointing to them? I have done something stupid on friday morning. Intake 2 times of the cough syrup. result? Drowsiness. Gosh~ I was sooooo sleepy that I lied on the sofa for 10 mins. Motionless.

Yesterday was Agnes birthday. My sickness somehow dampen the atmosphere. But thats not what I wanted. Really. Anyway Happy 19th Birthday to this girl. Something bothers me when I stepped into Agnes's house. My attention all falls on the dying hamster. It was lying there, staring blankly. It seems to be conveying a message "Help me". Every breathe seems so precious to the poor little thingy. A word can describe how I feel at that moment - Helpless. But if I could do something, I had rather give a jab and put it to sleep. Now the thought of it returns and I wonder, what will I do if I were to see my hamster in such a state? I can't imagine.

Not a nice weekend really. I need some remedy to cure my throat. The lactose given by the doctor doesn't seems to work miracle. Hmmmm.. Sigh~