Hot, very

I am officially down with a frigging fever (39.0 Degrees) and a super sickening flu. My head’s spinning and pounding like here’s no tomorrow. I see light beams when I blink, and I am tearing like a bitch whenever I blow my nose. I can’t fucking breathe with my mouth closed. My nose is blocked. Wth, I am like… Half dead. What a good way to start my supposedly perfect term break. I seriously need sleep but I can’t seem to get to sleep. I hope panadol would be of some help.

I wish God would send some mega hero down with to play me Flowers In The Window and pat me to sleep. Please?

But there are many seasons to feel glad, sad, mad
Its just a bunch of feelings that we have to hold
But I am here to help you with the load
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And I love you so lets watch the flowers grow

Sunday

The picture above clearly describes what a good breakfast should look like. I like eggs. I like it more when the yolk isn’t fully done. I like salmon. Be it smoked, fried, sashimi, whatever. I like the vinaigrette (that’s how you spell it right?) dressing for the salad. I like sour stuff. I liked the cranberries and the almond bits that was added to the salad. I liked how my breakfast tasted today.

Met up with Yvonee this morning before heading to church for a breakfast at the airport. It was nice talking to her about our own respective schools and the many eye-candies we spotted. (Or rather she spotted. I don’t even have a handful. I think I have just one, ok maybe two) Glad to know that she’s coping fine in school with a heck lot of funny friends with funny names. We have lots of unfinished activities that we wanted to do before school started. Don’t let school get in the way yea? See you soon.

Sol is finally going to start on the 13th of May. It has been a long long break. I can’t wait.

I am sure tomorrow is going to be another dreary weary day. I can feel it in my fingers. Cognitive sucks, beeeg time. Senseless questions, demanding faci. Wth. And I am still sick, down with the frikkin’ flu. Monday blues, please prove me otherwise.

Dizzy

I took away the previous post on the silly quizzes that associated me with nothing but laughter. Reason being, it spoils the whole outlook of my little journal. I couldn’t find a way to beautify it, so I just took it down and saved it in a corner.

I felt so sick the whole day. I felt as if my heart was in my head, pounding non-stop. Sore throat made me croaked little in class cause I didn’t really open my mouth to speak the whole time when I was in class. I was just downing lots and lots of water in a futile attempt to make my throat feel a tad better. I didn’t have any mood to do any work. And it doesn’t help at all when my school blasts the air-con as if it’s free of charge. Everyday feels like a mini winter. There can never be a hot moment when I am school because the whole place in infested with cold air. The only time that I didn’t feel that I was sick was during the lunch with Lester, Ikhlas and Steve.

One out of the only two consolations I have for myself this week is that I got another A for my computing/mathematical module and I didn’t screw up my communication module that badly. At least I got a decent B. You won’t know how much these daily grades mean to me, it really sweetened the bitter deal a whole lot.

The plan of going to the floor ball try outs after school was foiled due to certain unforeseen circumstances and suddenly everyone in the secksi gang had plans. Ironically, I didn’t want to head home straight after school because it was a Friday night. (I should be abandoning all plans and head home to sleep cause that’s what all sick people do) So I called up a couple of friends but one was really broke and the other already had plans.

I was contemplating whether to call nette or not because I just met up with her on Thursday. But I am so glad I did. I am not one for mushy stuff, but I really would like to say a mega thank you to my mega cool twinnie from Brian Molko’s megaphone. I had a great time with you consecutively for 2 days. Shop shop shop non-stop. I spent my entire fortune in a short span of two days. Oh whatever, May’s coming in like 3 days time? It was nice ending the week with you, bitch. Let’s see what will happen on Monday.

I feel like having muffins right now. My throat is definitely not up for it, but my mind is. Ahh, this sucks. I think I seriously need to get some rest right now. It’s 2 minutes to 2am. My head is starting to spin, and the stupid panadol doesn’t seem to help much. Bless me people. :/

Fools

Tuesday should be one of the worst day ever of the entire term. I was late for my class, screwed up my communication presentation big time, got a C for Monday’s cognitive (fuck why?) and have this group of annoying classmates that cannot seem to shut their freaking mouths up even for a minute.

To add salt onto the wound, none of the secksi gang was in school on Tuesday because they were all sick, except for Flakey Stevo. (Even then I didn’t even get to meet him for lunch)

I thought I was going to wallow in misery alone the whole damned day until Stevo suggested that we should head down to either Lester’s or Ikhlas house to visit the sick. But actually, it doesn’t really matter whose house because they are neighbours. Lesty stays just one level above Ikhlas. He mia-ed as usual so we headed down to Ikhlas crib. Nice place, dope. His living room is like purplish and he had a sex toy in the form of a bunny (kd folks). Lester came down to Ikhlas place for fun around 8. Watched silly channel five sitcoms and well, I got cricked by them as usual. (inside joke) Sick also want to crick me. :/

Today is going to be a perfectly peaceful day cause I gave school a miss. I am suffering from a bad sore throat and mild fever (38.0degrees). I suppose I can attend school if I want to cause I don’t think I am that sick but I chose not to. Reason being, I hate the faci for enterprise, I hate the module (bloody boring) and I just wanted to sleep in.

Many apologies to Ikhlas! I won’t be able to help you with your card for you girlfriend. But still, I know you guys will have a good anniversary dinner date. Happy 12monthsary!

Shopping with nettey twinnie later. Finally, I so need to get some clothes. I might have gone insane for awhile but there are times in the morning where I wish to myself that I was wearing uniforms once again. Anyway, digressing, my dad left for Thailand this morning. I doubt he will know how to get stuff I need so I just told him to get some big ass tee-shirts. Those are good for trainings.

Ps: I can’t drink, let alone eat. It hurts. ):

Ulcers

It’s almost three in the morning and I am feeling extremely annoyed and irritated right now due to the fact that I have this fat ulcer lying at the right corner of my lip. It seriously sucks to be me at this time. It hurts like hell whenever something brushes past it and when my mouth is closed I can feel the ulcer. I can’t even eat anything without feeling any pain. I’ve been drinking a heck lot of water in an attempt to make myself feel better and to wet my frigging dry and chapped lips causing my tummy to be so damn bloated.

But drinking water doesn’t seem to help much. It makes the ulcer and lips hurt even more. I just wanted to release some tension here. Having an ulcer is as good as having pms for me. Woe to you ulcers of the world. I hate ulcers so damn much.

Oh God, I’m sick

I had a good day yesterday, albeit tiring. I went down to Pennisular to fix this baby on my own. I am so glad it’s working fine, but the lenses are sort of blur. It’s like half the time I cannot exactly see what I am taking. I am trying to find some way to clean it. My virgin roll of film is half done. Anyone wants to join me for a photo-whorring session?

I saw Marcus at Parkway with his cousin and his cousin’s gf. They kindly invited me to a show with them at Tampines – Gridiron gang. Or rather gri-di-ron gang as what Joel Lim (Hairy Joel) would call it. Damn funny.

I was freezing cold the whole night at Tampines mall. It was that bad till my teeth kind of like chattered and I can feel that my body was shivering inside, and maybe outside since Marcus claimed that he felt my shivers and he said that I have spams. I don’t have spams k, only you do! I was just cold lah.

And hell, I am sick now. Down with a super bad flu and slight fever. 38.2 degrees. But I am still eating ice-cream right now, and I am still going to work, really. Zomg, God please save me. I hope I don’t faint.

I hope God sends someone or something to send me some love, somehow. Helppp.