Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Wow having a fever is reeeally as hellish as it can get.
-39.6 degrees
-mucousy(sp?) coughs
-painful sore throat
-severe dizziness(not sure for all)
-TOTALLY UN-GET-RID-ABLE BLOCKED NOSE
-feeling hot and cold all over
-having to drink herbal-berbal shit
-bitter tablets
-VOMITING
-frequent breakouts in cold sweat
-loss of appetite
Anyway, short description:
My matted hair fell in strands around my face, having not been washed in like, two days. I can't even go to the kitchen fast enough to make a sandwich before dizziness hits me on the head like a hammer. BOING. So of course my hair, you know. My knuckles are white and shaking from clutching the basin(I know, so typically essayish but true) for vomiting in. Two oranges and a slice of bread have gone down the sewers, just like that. I look up at the mirror. Somewhat pale face. Check. Yellowish vomit at mouth corners. Check. Unwashed, greasy hair. Check. Wish the class could see me now.
But now I'm back to normal! Back to school just as hyper as I ever was! Back with Min Quan and Meng Mei(haha suddenly this just popped up in my mind=.=) ok Meng Ting today! Usual messy-but-at-least-clean hair. Check. No vomit at mouth. Check. Usual badly-applied makeup. Check. Back to normal!
BUAHAHA I HAVE ANALYSED ALL MY MAKEUP AND CONCLUDED THAT THE POWDER IS THE ROOT OF THE PROBLEM! I WILL SAVE UP AND GET THE Za FOUNDATION(which AnYang gave me and I was previously using until it cracked in my bag [SO ANGRY])!
Chem SPA was grrreat today but I can't stand the male inspector. His demeanour and dressing and just about head-to-toe reminds me of a zha pian ji tuan person in disguise. And he hovers at my desk like a hawk, spying and ready to report to Jesse Lim the slightest mistake I make(and I did make a stupid one). Like a fly I'm longing to swat. I can imagine heating some acid in a test tube and pointing it at him and it will start to boil and the acid will sputter out in one graceful arch and hit him squarely in the eye. I will act all shocked and apologise profusely while he cries out in agony. I will accidently-on-purpose grab a bottle of acid instead of water and on the pretext of washing his eye, dump it on his face.
Please imagine.
I want a British accent! Can't tell the difference between a British and American one but I want a British accent!
I need a new bag!
I have to change my temporary blogskin!
I'm going to eat dinnner! Bye!
Wednesday, July 15, 2009