Well, I am back from Malacca.
Full day ahead of schedule, and alone.
Damned heart.

During dinner at M yesterday, my heart acted up again. Irregular heartbeats.
As we left, it suddenly started racing and I couldn't breathe.
That was when PS called, and I couldn't even string a sentence together without gasping for breath. I don't even know what I had actually said to her.
It didn't help that I started crying and I guess that was when everyone realized something's wrong, the next few minutes were a big hoo-haa as everyone crowded around, which made breathing worse. My hands and stomach started feeling cold and numb, and my nose was blocked.
My mind totally blanked and I started panicking.
I remember being ushered into a taxi, sent to the clinic, and the doctor suggested I go to the hospital for overnight observation and a heart check-up.
Met my lecturers back at the hotel, they suggested I go to the hospital too. They called my parents and my Dad nearly had a heart attack.
All he said was "I'm coming to get you now." He was not kidding.
Also, my lecturer thinks I'm too stressed, and postponed Monday's presentation to Thursday.
(While I am secretly happy) I'm still worried though.
I wonder what is wrong.