Friday, June 24, 2005

when i was a kid.. i hated going to sch (during certain levels in primary school because of fierce teachers) and would pray a dozen times a day that i would fall sick. when i really did, i'd regret falling sick because having a fever made me feel SO BAD and hot and cold at the same time and somewhat - uncomfortable. well of course, having a fever meant that mummy would cook my favourite century egg porridge for me and that i didn't need to go to school, plus the medicine came in the form of liquid, but things r so different now.

medicine now comes in the form of a tablet, which i have so much trouble swallowing i end up refusing to eat it and i now have to stay in school no matter what (in my opinion) because i don't want to miss any quizzes etc. it is so difficult to stay awake in class while having a super runny nose, a hoarse throat, a burning head, burning nose that hurts when i breathe and burning eyes (not forgetting i have a lesson to carry out on monday). on the other hand, everything below my head was cold. hands, legs, etc. *brrR* thank God for jane who lent me her jacket!

and omigod! i was pretty much happier (though sicker) towards the end of the day (after school). doodoo bought me pineapple tarts from Han's! ooh my favourite!!! i think the last time i had pineapple tarts was like.. during Chinese New Year? he knew i was sick in the morning but he didn't know how sick i was at the end of the day. he thought i'd get better that's why he bought the pineapple tarts.. (although i didn't). but still.. that was so sweet! he told me he wanted to purchase 2 boxes initially. one to put at his place, and another to put at my place. he'd tell my mother not to tell me there are pineapple tarts at home until i reached home so it'll be a great surprise! but too bad, there was only 1 box left for sale :( so he couldn't carry out his plan.

my com crashed on me like a couple of days ago. reformatting didn't exactly help. oh what to do.. w00t to do.. =/
bee at 7:55 PM