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Thursday, September 30, 2010 || 3:21 pm

I just suddenly had the urge to blog, so here I am.... tap tap tapping away on a uni computer in the library. I was diagnosed with tonsilitis on Saturday, and since then I've been feeling fatigued all the way. I just want to shut my eyes right here, right now and fall asleep. Fuck.

Imagine spending your mid-sem break sleeping and dying in bed with a fever that fluctuated around 39 degrees. Yeah my fever lasted 4 days and by the fourth day, I swear I was going to die. I felt like crying because I felt that I was wasting my time at home when my boyfriend got to go to uni everyday and I couldn't see him unless I took a panadol and exerting myself to take a 15 minute bus ride to strathfield which, mind you, was fucking tiring (but well worth it).

On top of all that, my midsem break was actually almost two weeks long because I only had one exam in the beginning of last week. So imagine how bad I felt, spending all my time at home just sitting around and playing games on my iPhone and occasionally watching anime. The headache was craaaazy. The world around me would spin everytime I stood up, and I'd fall into this vertigo for about 3-5 minutes. I'd close my eyes and wait for things to feel alright...

I'd get excited everytime the thermometer read a decent temperature, only to realise that it was only normal because I had popped a panadol or two a good few hours before I took my temperature. I slept early every night, in the hopes of waking up the next morning to a new, healthy me - but when I did wake up in the morning, it'd be in the wee hours of the morning (i.e. 3am) because my fever had heated my little nest up. I'd toss and turn in bed until I found the smallest morsel of peace in the back of my mind that I'd get better one day.

Well one thing's for sure, I guess. I've definitely had an unforgettable mid-sem break.