I am a sick kid.

This is the first time I've been online since Monday, which is a huge rarity. Definitely not something I'd voluntarily do.

I started having fever on Sunday evening, right up to today. I've spent most of my time sleeping it off (not some of my favourite sleep memories) for more than 12 hours a day. Took a blood test yesterday to rule out dengue. Most probably just a viral fever.

Now I've only a few days left to study for my test next week and I am so not in the mood.

Yippee Yi Yo

Finding Happiness on Flickr © *Piney*

Dental Morpho is over and done with! Negative marking is a huge turn off, if you don't have guts, it's unlikely you'll score from the fear of choosing the wrong answer.

The very second day my throat started hurting less, I jumped right back onto the fried food wagon. No more soupy food for me. Modern medicine is quite marvelous, I think.

Today at Ruth's place and Timbre after was really fun. I like it best when I forget about being me, forget to feel self-conscious and aware of my actions. That's when I have the most fun, like our Guitar Hero-ing earlier, and getting an ab workout from laughing at Little Big Planet. If only everyone had been up for the rest of the night.

Even the joyride turned out to be a hoot (or Ah Hood) when we got lost dropping everyone off. Poor Titus and his Bukit Brown - wanting to get a scary thrill but unwilling to endure peeing in his pants out of fear.

I like my classmates a whole lot. =)

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An important thing to keep in mind is to always maintain your independence. It does neither you nor the other party any good to become too dependent on each other. Which is why I appreciate the encouragement to have good fun on my own, and to hang out with different groups of people. It is a natural mood-lifter when you make new friendships and I'm glad we're breaking the cliques in class.

Today, someone made an estimate of the total amount of calories I took in from my 2 lunches and 2 dinners. He calculated about 2400 cal. That's almost the recommended daily intake for males.

See why I'm going to get artherosclerosis?

Turns out my self-diagnosis was right. I googled it, saw the picture on Wiki, checked my throat and decided it looked the same. The next day, the doctor told me, 'You have tonsillitis' and I burst out, 'I knew it!' So I got a jab on my hip, which still aches at times now.

All In One Moment

After the grouchiest night ever, and the grouchiest day ever, suddenly the clouds have cleared.

I couldn't sleep because of my nose and what felt like swallowing a large uneven rock on the right of my throat. Then the day never seemed to end, to the point I felt like quitting church and just killing everybody who crossed my path. I was half convinced it was tonsillitis already, and imagining how I would survive a tonsilectomy.

Somewhere along Yishun, after seat hogging and dozing off the whole MRT ride, contemplating how depressing life was, an old lady and man came aboard. I gave up my seat to the lady.

I swallowed. The pain was actually sort of tolerable! I swallowed a few more times to double check. I got off at YCK, scurried down the long covered walkway, and could it be? 265 was arriving at the same time! I reached home, crossed the road with this small girl (who so reminded me of me). Smiled at the angmoh with the gorgeous dark brown Golden Retriever. And the girl opened the backdoor for me!

It's like the rainbow at the end of a thunderstorm.

Thermometer.. on Flickr © Harraz

Being sick can be fun, or not so fun.

When your body finally tells you to slow down, it can be a valid reason to take a nice break. Especially with people concerned about you and pampering you, it can make you not want to get well again.

On the other hand, when you feel so bad that you can't even enjoy the perks, all you want is a speedy recovery. And right now, when I'm in between bouts of sleep (which don't even make me feel refreshed) and making myself read Dental Morpho, the afternoon hours (which personally are the worst parts of the day to me) seem to drag even longer.

Exciting evening and night, approach quickly!

Perspective

It is always easier to preach something than to follow what you preach. It's easy to tell someone else to stop moping around, stop thinking negatively and stop feeling sorry for yourself. But sometimes it's unpleasant to realize that you're doing the same thing, although maybe to a less obvious extent.

I've been feeling down supposedly because I don't really have a hang out buddy right now. After lessons are done and over, I go back to my room and don't leave it till the next day. It was a funny chat Chriselle and I had over Skype last night, both of us whining about how we've no good friends. Me wishing I had treasured our fun spontaneous days of long ago.

The other day at the Villa Bali tasting session as well, the others around me were discussing their travels - how far they'd gone, how they go yearly, which places were nicer. I was feeling pretty left out, and like a total noob, sheltered and unworldly. Most of the time I kept silent, except to petulantly say that my family couldn't really afford to travel.

In truth, it struck me that the people I'm surrounded by now put some priority into seeing the world, whereas back home, I've probably been more places than others. I felt quite ashamed at how ungrateful I was being, when my parents plan a holiday for us every year at least.

And just like being friendless, it's extremely childish to sulk when things don't happen to you. It's really about time I became more proactive about things I'd like to see in my own life, rather than feel wronged when they don't.

I'd Like A Dose of Confidence, Please

The Red Poppy on Flickr © Paul Cook Photography

It's almost end of the year! I'll have to move my belongings in a few weeks if PGP doesn't get back to me on the temporary luggage storage place. I wonder if I'm the only one feeling overwhelmed by the task. Although it is stupid to worry about something before it happens - moving may be a cinch.

Soon, I'll be back in KL for the month and the past few months will feel like they were just part of a long dream. Hazards of not being rooted in reality enough.

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There are so many insecurities I have that haven't been resolved. Some things are easy to forget when your current situation doesn't bring them up, but once you find yourself in the same circumstances, you realize that they were just lurking in the back of your mind, ready to grab hold of you again. I wish I didn't care what anyone thought.

The Hall Life

I have been crazy tired these past few days.

After the anat test, it seemed like graduation or something. We had supper night after night, thanks to Denzil's tremendous generosity in driving us everywhere. We also spent cash after cash, having huge meals. During supper at Chomp Chomp last night, we pooled our cash and shared food. And that very night, it was born: the Supper Club Fund. We've been window shopping for a piggy bank (there're cute ones with food pictures at NUH) and Sabrina's prepared a pouch for the money. From now onwards, we will contribute money (say, ten bucks) every week but only use a few dollars for a meagre supper. Then once a month, we use the remainder to pig out on a feast. The perfect plan.

Wednesday night at Obar/Dbl 0 was madness. Half the class was there (which is an amazing, heartwarming thing) and we all know that the more the merrier. The antics that the drunk people got up to will haunt them forever. We've not been talking about anything else since. The night ended with the two vomiting machines, throwing up in sync, at a decibel level that could be heard like a mile radius. I had lots of fun.

Back In The Day

I love this hairdo.

Jamie really takes the cake.