*This noon I want to buy some gifts for Dear cousin to make her happy. It was a big shop full of books, cassetes, toys & everytihng for kids that I haven't entered before to see what they have to sell. I'd always just passed. I want in today...

Walking among that toys & colorful books full of pictures & nold notes, I remembered my childhood & my color pencils, painting books & everything me & my sister had to play with & have fun.

I bought 3-4 books, a puzzle & some pencils.. When I got home called dear uncle to say we were going to the hospital.
He sounded so delighted: I'm taking her home.
I was over the moon. Hospital is hospital! even a smart & clean one. These day when grandma & then dear cousin went to hospital, I feel so odd. When I want to nag about sth. I remember my health & thank God but I nag after it! I won't have a healthy heart this way in 3-4 years. I'll go to heaven to see my ancestors because all of them have had heart attcks except the ones who didn't want others to complain of their long life. So they died! :D