i flew back to singapore last sunday, and the night before that was my friend dea's sweet seventeen party. they served this kind of wine at the party--and i only drank ONE GULP. and one gulp was all it took to get me ill (or maybe also because of the seaside wind all night)! my whole face was burning and i got a terrible headache...
and then the next day--which was my departure day--i vomited twice! once in the car on my way to the airport, and once more on the plane (damn turbulence). it was bloody disgusting, eeeekkk! to top it all off, it turned out that my hostel's aircon broke down... so i had to sleep in a ridiculously stuffy room. WALAOEEE!
as if the situations weren't horrible enough, i caught a fever that night--i dunno, all i know was that my head was burning @____@ luckily i got better overnight, cuz i was afraid i had to skip school the next day (HA! more like i was glad to MC hehe)...
wow. you know, getting sick in another country is a sad experience, really. usually, back home, i had my family who'd look after me. i had a maid to help me do things. i had my mom who would make me good, healthy food... and now i have almost no one! but yeah, i guess all of this is what you should expect when you live overseas. besides, i get to learn how to be independent, which is something i'm usually proud of!
well, thankfully i'm all good now. the aircon still sucks, though. and school's already starting, and the homework's going to pile up soon.. huwalao. i should make the most of my free time while i still got some, right? hahahaha...