too many things happening at the same time.

my beloved Holland is thru to the final for the first time in 32 years.

But then as usual, shit has to happen and cut my happiness short

first I find out my dad (stubborn as fuck) has a digestive system problem which lasted for more than a week. It was bad enough I had to demand he go see a doctor...so we agreed to go for a test next monday if he doesnt recover by then.

then just when I thought there was just one headache, my mum comes in with another shocker of her own after her annual medical check up

for some weird random reason, her ECG tests came out and apparently she has a weak heart.

fuck my life seriously.