Free Hit Counter 3 weeks of not attending Sunday service. Week 1 was due to Cheerobics, week 2 due to my genting trip and this week was due to... overslept. This week's excuse doesnt seem to be very valid. I've been trying to figure out the reason why I feel so fatigued all the time. I kept up with a few explanations. 1) Lack of sleep 2) Not enough water in my body 3) Age is catching up 4) I am freaking weak 5) I am simply nua Perhaps it's a combination of all?
Anyway, stupid Ruth hit her little toe today when she was opening the stupid door. With the accumulation of stress from studies and the feeling of loneliness on a Sunday afternoon, tears began to flow down my not-so-rosy cheeks as I checked out my little toe. Blood... I felt stupid for my carelessness. Now, I couldnt even jog with shoes on. I fear that the skin might just come out. Gosh.
