Weekends passed so fast I didn't even have time to update anything.

Saturday was spent with the boy outside celebrating our monthsary. Some people think that walau anniversary can already la, monthsary so ma fan (troublesome). Well, I agree but I like celebrating monthsary cause it's the day the boy and I always look forward to every month. If anniversary, then must wait so long and trust me, I'm not a patient person. So we went out have dinner at MFM where I was suppose to use some vouchers. Totally forgot about it until baby paid the bill and we were staring at each other and went 'shit'.

Sunday I woke up super late. Had a photo shoot at 12pm and I woke up only at frigging 11.15am cause I forgot to set my alarm. Rushed like mad. Shower, pack my equipments, eat (I still have time to eat. Amazing right?) and headed down to the bus stop. Thankfully I still made it on time for my shoot (: After the shoot, I was dead beat already. Literally. Baby came to find me after his AHM run (yay!). He was dead beat too.

Wanted to sleep but couldn't cause baby was practically hogging the whole bed (it's queen size and he still had to take up the whole bed by lying in a weird position). After that, my mum 'chased' us out for dinner by giving us vouchers to spend on food I think cause she feels bad that the faggot asked my parents out for dinner but didn't ask us.

Drove down to IMM and walked about. I was so exhausted by then cause I haven't been able to sleep well at all. Sure, the 'sleeping' pills helped but I really need something that stops me from dreaming. Yes, I have an over imaginative mind. I can freak myself out just by thinking of weird stuff in the middle of the night and not be able to sleep after that. Thing is, each of my dreams are so real, so vivid, so exhausting that when I wake up, I feel like I've never even rested for one bit both mentally and physically. Had dinner then went home and sleep.

Monday went to school for just one lesson then hurry go home. As usual, the woman gave me shit at home. All sorts of shit. Like how I sleep so long (I was so tired I accidentally off my alarm) and she screamed at me making me wake up in a SUPER bad mood. One thing: Never EVER wake me up the wrong way. I'll be pissed at you so badly you'd wish you never woke me up. Then after that come screw me about other shit. Stuff like, you say in J1 that once you finish A levels you'll find a place to stay on your own. Eh woman, get your facts right. I say I want to stay over at Eugene's, haven't even finish my sentence you hear the words 'stay over' you immediately say no.
Screw you.

Plus when I woke up from my nap I wasn't feeling too good. Ate dinner and after that drove down to WM to buy coffeebean. I think WM's coffeebean permanently OOS for ice blended chocolate la. Twice I went there in the span of one month (or more), and both times they say OOS. So both times had to drive over to RailMall coffeebean to buy. After that went home, baby put me to sleep. And that's when my horror night started.

Had high fever, dizzy spells, throbbing head, hallucinations, sore throat, blocked nose and ears and on the verge of collapsing while on my way to the toilet in the middle of the night. Sigh.

Anyway long story short, bad night. I went to school still (nearly died climbing the overhead bridge). Still, managed forced myself to say alive till end of school.

In the evening my mum panicked and send me to doctor after I told her I was sick since last night(in the morning, she told me to stay in school and didn't want me home despite my 5 hour break) and also because the redness around my mouth was getting worse.

Went to this newly open clinic, nice doctor, can talk rubbish to him and he doesn't give me the death glare.

Me: Oh yeah, I had fever also.
Doctor: Okay, we'll just take your temperature.
Me: But I think don't have already.
Doctor: Nevermind, we'll just take it again.
*beep*
-He looks at the thermometer, then turns it halfway to let me see but before I could see, he double look at it again, THEN he showed me-
Doctor: See, you still have a fever. 37.9.

Doctor: This cream I'm giving you is the original one from...........
Me: So you mean there is a fake cream?
Doctor: No la, not fake. Just that it's the original cream so a bit more expensive.

And that redness around my mouth is ezcema. Walau, I never had it before and now this. I mean, it's around my mouth and it makes me frigging horribly ugly for 2 weeks ):
So in the end went home with tons of medicine to eat/use. Steroid tablets for my throat and eczema, cream for the eczema, ear drops (that makes me feel I'm wearing super high quality noise-cancelling headphones when I use them), panadol for my fever, and tablets for my nose.

Just took an MC from him in case I get another fever. Thankfully didn't so I went to school. But my mouth looks so damn red (like I've got a goatee in Allison's words) I really wish I wore a mask to school. Right now it looks like I have a weird smile under my mouth. HAHAHAHA.
After school, cabbed home cause the heat was making the eczema even redder. Sigh. Thankfully no school tmr. And hopefully by Friday it looks better. And by Monday, it'll be gone.

Anyway, I've uploaded a new photo album on ShutterJun Photography.
Do check it out! (:
Time: 7:03 PM