To Teddy, congratulations because seems like your curse works on me 
Yeah, I was cursed because I was observing my right to write whatever I want in my blog, because I was expressing my anger in my blog and because the anger that expressed was all about him. Boohoo…loser. Now Teddy seriously, you can throw a fucking party and celebrate and do that ugly dance of yours because your enemy whom you hate so much from the very bottom of your heart is now so fucking sick and bedridden. Bet you’re praying hard that I would die soon. (*Roll eyes*)
Three days of excruciating sore throat and cough and high fever, and after countless times of Momma having to bug me to go to a clinic, I finally dragged myself to one. Heard that the doctor was from a reputable hospital and after a few times of seeing her (*can’t remember her name though 
*), I am convinced that she is a good doctor and not a quack…hahahha. She examined me carefully and unlike some doctors who would only prescribe medicines based on the symptoms I told them, she told me to come back after two days if I’m still having fever. Seriously, my fever is like Chipsmore, now you see it now you don’t! So, the next course of action is to take blood test 
Hopefully it’s not something serious.
Anyway, I was prescribed with hell a lot of medicine and if I still don’t recover after after eating all the drugs, I don’t know what else would. Fahad has been really sweet to take care of me for the past few days (*well, I guess that’s what a BF should do, isn’t it. Ohh…that’s not applicable to Teddy coz as far as I remember, he would disappear whenever I’m sick!*)
Ok people, am gonna have something because all the medicines need to be taken after food…bleahh. And eating is not something that I enjoy very much when I am sick coz that’s when my taste buds become totally dysfunctional. Even Jamie Oliver’s food will not taste as good
Will blog again later. Ta!
