My worst enemy so far is you, Asthma.

If you don't know me, you might think this asthma is a someone. You know world nowadays. Pfft. Unique names might embarrassed your children cause some people can't pronounce it well and it'll end up sounding real stupid. THE FUCK!? Why the hell am I talking about names? I don't wish to offence anyone. It's good to have unique name sometimes. For some reason, I must say.


Moving on.. I was attacked by asthma. I swear to God, it was the worst enemy of all time, so far. I don't know what caused the attack, but I can tell you that I had good times in Niah Cave Inn. I was there for the dancing competition. I was just supporting my friends and I was a crew, in case you're curious. I thought I was far from this asthma and acted like I never had one. I was acting like a boss for sure.

1. I was in the same room with someone who smokes, non-stop (And it was like less than 30 minutes). I know the windows are wide open, but the smoke love humans. They go after us or maybe just me. Plus, the air-conditioner was on. I acted like I don't care, but look at what it got me. Asthma! Gees.
2. I slept in the morning. I know this is so normal for me, but the situation it totally different. The room was jam-packed with 6 female dancers and 2 female teachers. I pity my friend, Nor Najwa, who slept on the floor, but I should have pity myself cause I slept below the air-conditioner without any blanket or pillow. It was memorable, but the consequences was terrible! I didn't have asthma when I woke up at 0345 that morning. I was so energetic, I must say. Then, someone let us (Najwa and I) sleep in the other room cause the dancers needed the room to make-up.
3. It was the hardcore smoker's room. Najwa told me that the air-conditioner was off when I asked her that morning cause I was all cold. Then I remembered I slept next to the wide open window. I didn't sleep well, but I was sure I had a deep sleep. My deep sleep got 'killed' every single time Syukri banged on the door. He didn't knocked. He banged. Shit! HAHAHA. It doesn't matter who opened the door cause both, Najwa and I woke up by the banging. And he keep banging to the point we need to wake up.

I woke up feeling alright. I was normal and no sign of asthma attack. So, I must've figured I was free from asthma. I went through the morning like a boss. Laughing my ass out, munching Pringles like I've never eaten them before, talking like there's no tomorrow and feeling all pretty. 

By afternoon, everything changes. My throat got itchy and I just have to cough. I drank a lot of water, but it didn't help. Duh. Well, thank God I was okay till the competition ends and till I reached Miri. It was at home that I felt all wrong. All wrong. I didn't go to church the next day cause I feel like crap. From that moment, I knew asthma was coming to me. But, I managed to pull myself together at my grand's. I even drove back and forth.

 It got worst that night. Like, the worst ever! I was up after 5-10 minutes of sleep. After that was all nightmare. I was gasping for air, trying to find the right position to sleep, sitting down, putting my head down on the bed, standing up, beating my chest and stuffs you do when you're trying to hold on to your dear life. LOL. Then, there was a moment when I remembered about my mom buying a book about asthma. I took it cause I thought it had any advise on cocky asthmatics like me, but none of the words in the book make sense to me. So, I surrendered. I sat on the bed to the point I cried cause I just couldn't get enough oxygen. Yes, the crying made it worst.

 The last thing I knew, I woke up and no one was at home. They were all at school. I couldn't walked any further. I have to hunched in order to breathe. O gosh! I was in my worst term. I requested for medicine from my mom and because of that I'm quite fine now. I am a bad ass that I have the guts to finish this post at 0405 in the morning. I am about to recover, but I sabotaged myself. I hope I don't have to pay for this.