Today is the 3rd day I fell sick since Friday. I'm recovering but slow..as usual. I hardly has voice to talk. My voice sounds like a little girl crying =_=" wondering how am I going to present myself tomorrow at work.
While I was on my bed, trying to take a nap after taking some delicious drugs, something came up to my mind. I was thinking why I never recover fast like some people. Then I thought of something which is the cause of it.
I ever heard a friend said, You'll recover fast if you keep your mind happy and think positively. Well, come to think of it.. I never try to be happy, feel happy or even act happy whenever I sick. Not to say that I'm already not so happy during normal days now add up some sickness, what's there to be happy about?
When can I ever feel the pure happiness? How does a pure happiness feels like? Happy till you cry? LoL I wonder haha!
Well, I cried when watch some movies , but I don't think that's pure happiness or sadness. Don't know what it is. LoL
She is a rose with beautiful petals,
Petals that fall downs each day,
Fall down 1 by 1 each day.
She became unnoticeable,
Out of Sight,
Out of Mind.
If anyone would ask me how do I still survive since I am not any glad with the current life.
I'll answer, " because I pick up all the small pieces of happy memories which already been broken ages ago." "What is broken will remain broken. Even you try your best to attach it back, the crack still there. Yea, that's The Temporary Happiness I lived In."
Adios~
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