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Wednesday, March 25, 2009

SO BORED. Yeah, didn't go to school today... Sick lah. I wont have the guts to play truant. If i had, i wouldn't be posting here right... Wth, just now got one teacher call me. Ask me why i not in school... Heh, please lah, i see doc already loh, you want, you can come my doorstep and get my MC straight away lah. Hmph. I dunno what to do. Help. Btw, i vomitted (Is it double t or single? Gosh, i forgot) twice this morning. Zzz. Had a splitting headache at around 3+am, then i tried all means to stop it. And all i did were stupid things...

1. Covered myself with a blanket, went back to sleep.
2. Realise the pain was still there, made the fan oscillate (my spelling is getting worse), covered myself with blanket again, went back to sleep.
3. Still pain. Getting agitated, switch off the fan, blanket still on.
4. WTF, still pain. Went toilet (that's the silliest thing to do when you get headache cos there's no relation)
5. Came back. EVEN. MORE. PAIN. Started groaning... And of cos, difficult breathing...
6. Aunt heard, woke up, came. Understood situation. Woke my father up.
7. From here, i cant remember what happened until i vomitted...

Heh, a list of events. Good planning for compo (AS IF!) To be exact, it's a list stupid and silly events. And the doc was like asking me some questions whether like my parents give me stress or what anot, wanted to say YES, A LOT. But my too-overly-protective-of-my-father granny, said no when it came to this questions on stress. Said although i only child, EVERYTIME got go find my cousin to relax de. Wahaha. How much my granny know about me. I'll give it a negative 100% if it's over 100%. Forget about it, not important anyway. Just glad i'm ok now. How stupid of me, should have known popping some painkillers would do the job... I ever thought if there was a common sense test in school, i'm in for failing. Hah. Damn, hungry again, i crave for FOOD. Duh. Look, i'm one with practically no common sense. Hmph. BYE~