1 week. The past 1 week is like a dream to me, some sort of extraordinary journey of life. In just 1 week, i had slept in 7 different beds, all with different experience.

I returned home more than 1 week ago(of course i slept on my own bed).

On last Monday, I went to Cameron Highland with my family for 3 days. The purpose of this trip is to learn and and incorporate the various farming technologies and skills into my fathers farm. The trip is very productive in this manner, but not on our health. On the 2nd night, i got sick and vomited badly. I laid at the Cameron Highland Hospital’s emergency ward for an injection. (3 beds already)

Things turned out worse for me the next day, and i went back to a hospital in Ipoh(4th bed now). I was badly dehydrated for the 1st day, and was asleep most of the time. The next day, when i was better, i started thinking back on the farm, maybe a  profession as a farmer isn’t that bad after all. On the same day this evening, it was my mother’s turn. She "checked in" in a different room near me and my father requested that i be transfered to her room(5th bed).

On Saturday, we were allowed to checked out but it was my father and auntie’s turn. My father only had a stomach ache but my auntie vomited. Luckily an injection is enough to keep her away from the ward. And since my auntie is staying with us for a few days after the Cameron trip, she slept in my room and i had to sleep with my parents in the master bedroom(6th bed!!!)

And today, i returned back to the campus(7th bed) for my exam only to found out that i left my watch in the house!!! It seems that i have to bring my clock into the exam hall.