Passion Fruit for Angel no.16: Confessions on the RIPAS and FoodZone Floor no. 073

As pain occurred for every seconds. I was worried that he can't stand the pain.
As a friend, in fact, I owe my life to this friend, crying for him is not the answer as I guess it will make the worse.
I remembered my mum used to stroke gently on my head whenever I was in pain. And that when I was a kid. It actually calm us down and make to feel better.

B always do that to me as well and said the same thing, clams and better.
In fact, When I did this to my in pain friend, he said he can fall asleep with this.

How the power touching give effects to human affectionate.
Get well soon Amir...

Almost to an hour we queued at the hospital to wait name to be called.
Thanks to Redz sister who called the name and ran smoothly. It took no longer than 7 minutes when she came and helped us.

Watch showed almost to 10 p.m.
we had dinner and Paul and Redz talked about Blogging Nation where they got the inspiration from the link I posted on my blog.
Honestly, I linked it here but I have no intention to register to it.

Until....

Redz registered and I saw his name on the nation.
Paul registered and I saw his name on the nation as well...

This morning, it came to my mine, I too should register to blogging nation and I too need a loyal reader like I used to have until I changed my website address.
Too many readers and it creeps me out a little.
Then, I need readers to read my diary, I called it diary as it tells about my life.

I need readers to understand me through my writings.
I need readers to know me and to leave something to me as a remembrance of my mistakes.
I need readers to know me and be their inspirations of what I have contributed intentionally or unintentionally.
I need readers to tell me what they have contributed to me that I can make it as guidance to my life.

I thank you readers for your contributions and supports.

And now...
I leave you with lots of food from my school.
We are having what we call "Food Festival"