The crazy weather has finally got to me. I have the worst fever today in a long time. It started off as a dry cough and escalated to chills, heatedness and finally my limbs are so numb and heavy, i couldn't walk properly and my fingers have somewhat difficulty typing. The only reason why i'm blogging instead of resting is because i'm too uncomfortable to sleep. It's awful guys, the hols are not a time to get sick. the only salvation thought i can fancy with myself is that after a good night's rest, i'll be a-ok tomorrow and develop powers to leap buildings, shoot web out of my wrists and get some spider senses, lose 25 pounds and save the world. hehe.

P.S: I was too weak to move from the couch nearest the TV and had to sit through a soccer match with my dad. Ack! US beats Portugal 3:2? A goal from each team was scored by their own team mates into enemy nets? Voiceover said it was an "entertaining" match. Haha. It was... And if i used wrong soccer lingo just now, forgive me...am not a fan. =p