waiting kills.
waiting.and waiting.
i am blogging more then i thought i would be.
having so much to do..
and so many intervals to wait for replies, replies n replies.
but nothing is more painful to wait at where i am now.
as i wait for mummy's return from her scan i sit here...
and saw;
the opp ward is filled with ppl at one of the beds.
i saw tears.
i don't like my view.
not at all.
i feel it and i shiver.
(on a side note, i give my highest respect to the professionals of this field, and i am smiling because i once know someone close to the heart of such)
taking huge breaths and surfing the net aimlessly for my wait.
i wish i have some smiles now.
more joy please?
i wanna go out.
go walk.
go laugh.
thanku mydear june;

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