I have longed forgotten, when I've had this sickness...
The constant coughing, the croaking of my voice...
At times it just gets so unbearable...
Despite all this, I still continue my job to teach...

To be honest, I have no idea what plague has fallen over me...
Might be lung disease, throat cancer, or BOTH!
And I've been having phlegm in my lungs since 2 months ago and it's not even recovering...
Did I visit a doctor you might ask?
Yes.
I did.
Was given lots of medication, including an asthma pump.
I took the medication, especially the anti biotic, but somehow I kept forgetting to take it and eventually stopped taking as I felt better...
Oh dear me.
How dumb was I.

So now I'm basically suffering worse as the plague in me has over powered the antibiotics...
Every morning I wake up to what feels like a bucket full of phlegm.
Talk about sounding like a  broken record, I literally sound like one...

And yes yes, I will get myself checked out soon enough...
But I would like to throw you a philosophical question though...
If you were meant to die, but you didn't, then it just means you're not meant to die yet, no?
But if I were to die, at least I would like to die in a state of happiness and in the company of friends...

I hope there're people out there who I've made friends with and I've given the opportunity to change their lives for the better...
So as I am writing this, I've got no clue who else will be reading this, but Shay if you're reading this, don't worry, I'm alright, nothing to worry about okay? =]

And to the rest of my unknown audiences(if any), if you would like to be my friend, just drop a comment for this blog post and I'll answer as soon as possible.

Again, thank you all for your time, and don't forget, Carpe Diem. =]

Ciao!