So I contracted the cold bug on Thursday and was reminded on how 'fun' being sick was. My nose was runny, my head ached and I felt like there was bump the size of bouncy ball growing in my throat.
It's time like this when I miss home the most. I would have gotten honey lemon and hot chicken soup but instead here all I got was active-fast panadol tablets and a 8-min walk to uni just to get dinner. I even skipped lunch because I was too tired to move my butt out of my bed.
I miss home, I miss my life, where did it all go?
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