I was suffering from gastritis the whole of last night since seven pm. I thought the pain will go away. But no, I was wrong. The pain got worst. Took a cab over to Priscilla's to get some medicine, it was too painful for me to even walk. So in the end i went to the hospital. The doctor said I need to be admitted. Obvious i'm unwilling. I can't imagine myself lying on the bed, in the hospital with so many people staring at each other, spreading germs. So i thought he would just give me some kind of medication to stop the pain. But he gave me this jab (as shown below) and kept me there waiting for an hour to observe if the pain remains. Because if there pain doesn't go away, I'll have to be warded. So after an hour of waiting, I was super tired already. I went to the doctor and told him I'm actually feeling better and I want to go home. The pain was still there though. This was written on the documents: "Advised to be admitted. Patient is unwilling. Request discharge."

Look, this is the cool-est picture i've ever taken.

I don't want any changes between us.
I want us to remain the same.
Just like the past.
Because you wouldn't know how much you mean to me.
I'll never trade you for the world.