| i know im sick but i had to go out to shop today. i have only 7 days left for hari raya ( actually 6, since today's abt to end anyway) so, i went out looking for shoes and whatever stuff i needed. went from taka to tangs to far east to haji lane to (insert street name) street. i ended up buying one pair of shoe, givenchy's irresistable perfume and lipgloss. i cldnt find anything pleasing. but there were loads of tops that i want. just that i cldnt get them because i need to focus on raye first. the rest can be purchased when i go cambodia-shopping.
i met hafiz at far east today. i must say that he has grown quite alot because he looked tall. or maybe im just short. after brother bought loads of stuff, he went off and i met zul, to breakfast. i didnt even fast but i just teman-ed him. walked ard and had to rush home because i didnt want to miss the 9.30 malay show. & i got to watch fahrin(: but my stomach just haad to give way when the first part of the show came up, so, i ended up watching the show while moaning in pain.
on thursday night, my temp went up to 40 degrees and i started crying while on the phone. despite that, i still went to school on friday because i wanted to take lit paper (not math paper1) everybody cld see that i was dying and was sent to take the paper at HOD. there, everybody asked what was wrong and i had to repeat it like 100 times. at 7.36, i started lit paper and at 8.09, i started crying when Mdm Phyllis tan asked me to stop because she cld see how much i was struggling. i cld only do 1b(i) and my handwriting was barely read-able. while she talked to dad, i continued crying and Mr Razak laughed at me crying and asked me to rest in the sick bay. my sleep was interrupted by the vp and the lady at the general office. dad came at 8.40 and brought me home. slept all the way till four/five. went to the doctor, and was told that i was suspected of having dengue -.0 haaaa, i was also told to eat properly because if i dont, my appendix wld give way and have to go through some operations.
yeah, it sucks when you have a very weak immune system.
sometimes, the person we love the most, is the hardest to love. |