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Wednesday, April 23, 2008 | 2:40 PM
i dragged my feet home, straight away after sch ytd. it was so damn boring. lessons were relaxing the past few days due to teachers who were absent, specifically mrs nair & ms rabiah. anyway.. im absent frm sch today. i woke up in the morning, feeling giddy & feverish. so i decided to go back to sleep. the next time i woke up.. it was already 10am. good thing im sick on a wednesday because at least i get to miss all those stressful lessons. two periods of poa, one period of maths, two periods of social studies & more. oh gosh, how dreadful can it be?
mum & dad didnt go for work because they had to visit someone. they wanted to bring me to the polyclinic but i said i'll go there with my aunty myself. it was crowded & i had to wait for quite long, especially just to collect the medicine. & the doctor was nice :D my medicine is in the form of tablet. like omg, im thinking twice whether i should eat them. i cant even swallow, for goodness sake! arghh, shame on me. but i cant afford to be sick because mid yr is coming real soon. i guess i'll be back to sch tmr. plus.. i miss dear. & i hav a whole load of bks under my table which i hav to clear by tmr. damn, i'll get going now. its time for me to eat my medicine. byee.