Fell sick last Friday, and at first I felt as if the world is against me in every form. I hated everything including my Subway lunch which I usually worship.
However, as it gets worse, I went to an emotional state. Started thinking on how it will be different if I'm with my family now and not alone in my rented 4 walls.
After a short while, I then decide to succumb into fate, and just pray in silence that it'll go away.
I hate it when I get sick, alone.