saturday was one of my worst day. i had to walk off form the stage due to my sickness. god, i left a lot of crap in there. do pardon me for that.
anyway, i would really like to thank those who put in alot alot of concern towards me. mostly to the band mates in my bus and those teachers.

i was a bit better on sunday. went out to meet my friends which we called; "one hour phenomina".

band practice was on monday. still, the beloved mates showed their concern towards me. somehow, i still felt the sickness. i was at the urge of vomiting. my head was aching. but, i made it thru the day.

i tucked in at around 11.40pm, thinking that i would be alright. it was at 1am(tuesday) when i realised i couldn't sleep. i was really sucky. the urge of vomiting was intense. i then forced myself to sleep. i woke up at every hour. and at 4.30 am, i knew that was it. i had to go. i went in and out of the bathroom from 4.30am to approx. 5.45am. my stomach then hurt so fucking bad. at 6am, i was pending to go to school. at 6.30am, i made up my mind i couldn't make it thru the day. so i texted muzap that i won't be coming to school. somehow, i got some wickid sleep and was woken up by the vibration from my phone which was at 8.30am. lots of text msgs came in. anyway, with the weak body, i got up and got changed to meet the doctor. i didn't had any breakfast. got my pills, told me to get lots of rest, only eat porridge. that's what the doctor instructed me to do. when i got home, i laid down the sofa as tho nothing mattered. i tried to sleep but i kept worrying why the fuck i wasn't hungry. so i had like a 20min nap. power nap i should say. i sat down, trying to focus my sight; which at that point of time i could as tho see the world shaking before me. i went "what the fuck." again. at 1pm, i went bored so i watched tv. tv was then horribly boring so i went to mom's bed, which is the most comfort of the home. then i worried. of everything la.
at 3.30pm, mom made me porridge. i ate my pills. made my confirmation to pospone our date, muzap planned. tsk! and, at ard 4pm, i had my sleep. finally. some proper sleep. i had beautiful dreams tho. at 7pm, i woke up and EVERYTHING was okay. my body didnt ache, nor felt cold, nor i shivered, nor the urge of vomiting came, nor giddy. but, i was hungry. it didnt last long tho. it all came back at around 11pm which i was supposed to get into bed commanded by my drum major. hais. but i then got a phone call by him at 11.30 and the convo ended 2hrs later. he really made my day. i was feeling less sick; thanks to him. <3