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Bedridden

Today is a bedridden-day. Skipped one class – I couldn’t even move.  Remembered that yesterday I just had Maggi and now I’m counting minutes to breakfast. I had no energy left.

I craved something from home. You know,  the kind of smell that come from the kitchen when its time to iftar? And the irresistible menu like masak lemak and watermelon juice?

What to have for my iftar?
Just bought a 50-cent ice cubes and so, what next? Haha. Let imagine the ice cubes as a sister for an ice cream. I need ice cream!

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