Thursday, November 7, 2013
A Short Letter to My Family
I'm think I'm kind of bored sometimes. I met up my father every weekday. I also laundered a boaster. I was busy writing my story called Lego Outlanders.
Wednesday, November 6, 2013
Feeling Well
As you can see that I'm going to Seoul. My mother bought five air-tickets. My father bought another boaster for me. During this winter, I better get a coat. They bought biscuits.
Tuesday, November 5, 2013
TBS to LCCT
Me and my family went to the bus station TBS. I got a token. I took a tour through Kuala Lumpur. We had a long walk to the another bus station. But only my mother can ride on with her friends. So we ate hotdogs and drink Coca-Cola. So we went back to where it was. Next month we're going to KLIA to Seoul, where there is snow from December to February.
Monday, November 4, 2013
Back to the Clinic
Today I went to another clinic, closer than Klang. I felt stiffy once. I can't talk fast to the doctor. So I can't tell him that I ran out of questions. This doctor is much similar to in Klang. I woke up very early from 3:00 a.m. to 5:00 a.m. I ever wanted to use an iPad and search whatever I want, such as YouTube, playing video games, and sometimes writing my blog. That town is getting on my nerves.
Previously I got a lot of sweat so I couldn't sleep. We know I can pause and resume because I ran out of answers, so anyone couldn't understand me.
Saturday, November 2, 2013
Another Letter for Doctor
Doctor, I have something to tell you. I got slowness and sleepiness. My arms can barely move. These pills are too strong in side effects.
Friday, November 1, 2013
Little More Information
Hello guys, I can stop watching about sex. I had enough sleep that day. All I care is about rewards. My father told me that I should write longer paragraphs. I still not quite tired this day. I thought that I'm about to pee.
Taking the Medicine
In those days after I took the medicine, I felt sleepy. My arms could barely move after that. I slept that day. So last night I decided not to take medicine for few days. But my father told me that the imagination will come again. I wait to go to the clinic. But I hope I'm ready to tell the doctor.
Anyway I talked about my feelings. You know I could hardly breathe temporarily. The metal scratches to the other metal I heard feels twitchy. I had nothing to do until now.
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