i think i am gonna get a fever in a day or two. throughout the day, i was literally talking to the oil palm. harvested one hell of a bunch with 1000 fruits. and cut 200 fruits. took me 11 hours to complete these task.

while cutting, every 15 minutes i felt like throwing up. probably to constant repetitive work i am doing and the smell of the oil palm. getting sick of it.

getting my ATM card terminated in the process wasn't any better for me. getting really really sick of things. very very very very depressing.

but every night, i dream of things. different variety of dreams. last night, i dreamt of my secondary school friend Hanna J. she was in bangkok and we met up. it felt so real until she suddenly became someone else, another secondary school friend, Fidyana G. apparently in the dream, she's living in thailand and i happen to drop-by her place to see her mother. weird stuffs, but it kept me smiling when i wake up every morning.

send your roses when they think you need a smile.