Can't go to work.
Been spending the whole day cooped up in my room, mostly sleeping.
Suffered severe cramp on my right leg early in the morning.
My landlady who treated me with a massage called what I suffered as "simpul biawak". Funny name.
She said I lacked calcium.
She said it normally happened to someone who just gave birth and breastfeeding the baby. Well, I am not so, okay.
Now I am hobbling around with a limp.
Hopefully, I will be okay tomorrow.
Need to get back to work as there are lots of things I have to do.
Tomorrow is also the national day of mourning for MH17.
It so happened that PKR is also starting its convention at the Melawati Stadium in Shah Alam tomorrow.
I wish they had picked another date. Well, it's just odd that they still want to talk politics while the country is in mourning.
Coincidently, when MH370 went missing on March 8, the Pakatan coalition was also having their convention in Shah Alam.
Come to think of it, I have been in a rather continuous gloomy mood since that Malaysian Airlines plane went missing.
I feel that most of my postings in this blog were from then on rather serious, as I may have been affected by all the bad things which happened.
I don't find it easy to be cheerful and being carefree anymore in my writings.
It doesn't help that my personal life has not been going that great of late too.
As it is, the latest development which made me feel down in the dump is the way some of my friends reacted in the current hostilities between the camp of PM DS Najib Razak and former PM Tun Dr Mahathir Mohamad.
I have friends from both sides and I think they were being unnecessarily harsh at each other.
I sincerely, wish Datuk Najib could spend some time to meet Tun to listen to the old man. Just like a son should do to patch things up with an angry father.
That way, relations between the followers could be mended. They are after all from the same side.
Who knows, maybe Datuk Najib could even see the logics in what Tun was complaining about and some good will come out of it.
Yes, hopefully, things will be better soon.
I'm honestly tired of this gloomy mood.
Nonetheless, since tomorrow is the national day of mourning for MH17, I am holding back any cheerful thought for now.
Here is a song to go with my condolences for the family of the victims,
And welcome home MH17.