tired.

i'm miserable. but i think i've been complaining far too much the past couple of days that i'm overlooking the fact of how blessed i actually am to have people around me who actually cares.
and that i have such a wonderful boyfriend who doesn't mind my germs.

i think I'm blessed by God in many ways that i failed to see. It's always good to look on our graces instead of what's bogging us down. but it can't really be help sometimes. when u're miserable it's pretty easy to go into that self-pity mode. I was traumatized by all the deadlines i have to meet in school, how sick i was, how weak i was becoming- basically how low of quality life was.

but now that i think about it, i feel pretty much blessed because God gave me someone who's perfect for me, and how many people are lucky enough in life to find their perfect match? ok maybe perfect's too strong a word. compatible maybe? i can be really anal and whiny and kan cheong spider when things go wrong and i'm really glad jeremy's the exact opposite to keep me sane when i can't handle the situation rationally. and so far his tolerance for my brattiness isn't too bad. not that i've given him my full force yet. hur hur. it's pretty amazing that keen could take it back then. even i can't stand myself when i'm in the bratty mode. i can be really unreasonable that nobody else's opinions matter. i am ALWAYS right. (u hear me not gao)

ok la i'm seriously not that bad :)

ok enough. time for medicine and then sleep.