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Health Scare

Hehe not that scary lah, but still scary.

Yesterday I spent hours sweating buckets at my cousin's wedding because I was in charge of the goodie bag. Okay, I was not in charge but I helped anyway. Now my right arm is very sore and I got a cut on my lips because lips too dry and I yawned and my lips split in the middle haha. I feel like taking a leave today but I don't have a lot to do today so might as well come in to work and take a nap if I need to.

Oh but before I went to sleep last night, I went down to drink a glass of water and ate a croissant because my stomach was super gassy and I got a heartburn. After that, I went to bed. Then when I was tossing around because I cannot sleep, suddenly I can feel my heart beating super fast and hard? I can feel it in my throat ! The other day I read about what to do when you're having a heart attack hahaha so I kept coughing super loudly hoping that my heart would be calm. And then I whatsapped Nuso so that if I die yesterday, someone would know why and they don't have to perform and autopsy on me.

And then I went on to google my symptoms and haha it really did show that I might have a heart attack so I got more scared but then after a while my heart stopped having a rave and I went to sleep.

If I die yesterday, it would be a bad death lah. My iman is not that strong, I haven't had the chance to prove to my parents that I love them, I haven't done anything that change the world, or anybody's world. If I die yesterday, I doubt that a lot of people would know about it, and if they do, they'd probably think of me and maybe after a month or so, I would be forgotten. I had spent years trying not to be significant because I hate the attention, but after yesterday, I feel the need to make my mark on the earth because it would suck if I die and nobody remembers me and I dont have people praying for me because I dont have kids and I am not important enough.

Haha okay rambling done. Got to go prepare things for I dont know what. Byebye.

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