::depression::

the sky this morning was dark and gloomy, there was even a little drizzle when i was walking to the bus-stop. maybe its the blues of monday, but today, by itself is already so gloomy. plus the fact that my baby is sick, down with raging fever and cough since friday night before his passing out parade. by God's grace, he managed to pull through during his parade on saturday, and thereafter, totally succumbed to sickness on our way home from the dreaded island. well good for him, because he's got a whole week to recuperate from the constant coughs and colds his bunkmates were just passing to and from one other in the same section. i'm sick too, but not as severe as him. i even nursed him on saturday night, when he felt so horrible and couldn't go home. kept by side, towel-cooled his forehead, and made sure he had water to drink. that was the first time he stayed over in my house. not on my bed, but on my floor. it was never his intention to stay over my house, but he was so sick, he didn't even realise he overslept until 4.30am. he carried on sleeping on the floor even after he realised he was at my house, said he didn't wanna disturb me. *sigh* i got the pics for his parade, but i haven't the time to upload them on my com yet, probably tonight when i get home after work. he'll know his posting this friday, God holds the plans for his future. i'm sounding down, maybe its the after-effects of PMS, maybe i'm in the process of introspection, maybe i'm just feeling melancholy. outta nowhere, outta the blue. dunno why, no idea why. maybe i should just shut up and stop blabbering.