AHHHH!!
Nothing can describe how angry I am right now.
Firstly, I'm freaking sick. Down with a running nose as a start of a small snowball and later on picks up more snow named 'FEVER' then it takes up more snow named ' COUGH ' and more and more comes along until I have no energy to do anything.
ARGHHHHH!!!
I was coughing and sneezing at the same time DURING MY OFF DAY- WEDNESDAY. Planned to get a good rest after a few days of torture by the guy named ' HOMEWORK'
IN the END...
Freaking DEVILS just knock at my door and say
'Ding-dong, you have just got the first prize and here is the reward'
ARGH! I have to finish up my Digital Imaging homework with a box of tissue and a rubbish bin as my most 'best accompany' friend ever.
My nose is just like a freaking water tap that can't be fixed. I felt like screaming imitating those mad women screaming when their water tap broke and make their house to a swimming pool. Okay, That describe my feelings ---- mad.... Mad..... MAd.... MAD
MAD!!!!!!!!
Being sick SUCKS TO THE CORE. I can't do my work smoothly, my right hand shakes every 15secs with my left hand holding on to my running tap trying to fix it but to no appeal. Perhaps i can call this another art name.
Sneezing art.
Can you imagine it? My whole body just shake from the head to the toe every 15secs and somemore in a really stupid manner when the cough want to come at the same time. Its like 2 top mafia of the world knocking down your door and boom your door with a bazuka.
Kill me please~~~
Perhaps coughing can make another type of art. The coughing art. Adding colours in my saliva and cough it out. Perhaps it can make some nice splashes that even a brush can't do. Somemore that freaking fever is burning my head with like how many degrees? HMM, maybe as hot as the sun maybe? I can feel like my memories are being burned away in every secs. Damn IT!
I don't even have the energy to talk to people furthermore to do work. Luckily my school bookshop sells Ala-carte medicine. Cool huh? I don't have to buy that freaking expensive box of medicine that cost freaking 3 dollars ( equivilant to my lunch) and furthermore my house got tons of them.
Back to the Ala-Carte medicine, it provides all medicine man. Really, from stomach-ache that remedy powder to panadol, Panadol-extra to even flu tablets or even manusturation tablets for females and somemore got some flu relieve kind of lemon hot drink. I didn't really see if there is some srepsils( spelt wrongly sorry) available there. I think my bookshop really turn to a mini pharmacy somewhere in the corner. Guess what, it cost like 30 cents for each tablet. Oh man, freaking cheap.
After eating that flu tablet and 2 panadol-extra for fever/headaches, my head is like cooled down. If you all still remember in the past there is a cool advertisement for HALLS - super hot black colored cover. It showed that the sun is being cooled down by the halls and become winter.
Kinda lame, but it describe my fever totally. But my body still weak but not as terrible when i just came out from the drawing 2 lecture. But the FLU tablet is NOT WORKING. My water tap continued to flow until i had to take an extra packet of tissue from sufian.
Ok enough of the freaking sickness. Now for the 2nd focal of the day...
I LOST MY PENCIL BOX.
Guess what, the first thing you guys would worry is, how many things are in that pencilbox. I'll tell ya....
1)My precious set of pencils
2)Black marker pens
3)Durable Erasers
4)Rulers
5)100 Black Copic marker
6)9B daler-Rowney Pencil'
7)A few Coloured pens i bought
Omg, you cannot feel how i felt just now when i search my whole room upside down and i realize it is gone. I can only see money flying out of windows and i had to wave at them and say Bye-bye. Can you imagine it? ALL MY PENCILS, from the range of B, 2B, 4B, 6B, 8B, 9B all gone like some gas disappearing??
ARGH!!!
I can't imagine how careless am i. I think i left it in the drawing class. Confirm with guarantee chop. I hope it is still there if i go grab it next week. I HOPE SO!! *PRays hard to god* My percious pencils and my 100 black copic marker which cost 5dollars!!!! and the markers i bought with 2 dollars each and all the the things COST LIKE BOMB. This is freaking serious than the terrorist attack. I am now like a warrior without a weapon, without a weapon, i can't do anything but to struggle.
Ok enough of rattling and complaining here. It just feels tooo goooodd to just SAY whatever i want here.
Firstly, I'm freaking sick. Down with a running nose as a start of a small snowball and later on picks up more snow named 'FEVER' then it takes up more snow named ' COUGH ' and more and more comes along until I have no energy to do anything.
ARGHHHHH!!!
I was coughing and sneezing at the same time DURING MY OFF DAY- WEDNESDAY. Planned to get a good rest after a few days of torture by the guy named ' HOMEWORK'
IN the END...
Freaking DEVILS just knock at my door and say
'Ding-dong, you have just got the first prize and here is the reward'
ARGH! I have to finish up my Digital Imaging homework with a box of tissue and a rubbish bin as my most 'best accompany' friend ever.
My nose is just like a freaking water tap that can't be fixed. I felt like screaming imitating those mad women screaming when their water tap broke and make their house to a swimming pool. Okay, That describe my feelings ---- mad.... Mad..... MAd.... MAD
MAD!!!!!!!!
Being sick SUCKS TO THE CORE. I can't do my work smoothly, my right hand shakes every 15secs with my left hand holding on to my running tap trying to fix it but to no appeal. Perhaps i can call this another art name.
Sneezing art.
Can you imagine it? My whole body just shake from the head to the toe every 15secs and somemore in a really stupid manner when the cough want to come at the same time. Its like 2 top mafia of the world knocking down your door and boom your door with a bazuka.
Kill me please~~~
Perhaps coughing can make another type of art. The coughing art. Adding colours in my saliva and cough it out. Perhaps it can make some nice splashes that even a brush can't do. Somemore that freaking fever is burning my head with like how many degrees? HMM, maybe as hot as the sun maybe? I can feel like my memories are being burned away in every secs. Damn IT!
I don't even have the energy to talk to people furthermore to do work. Luckily my school bookshop sells Ala-carte medicine. Cool huh? I don't have to buy that freaking expensive box of medicine that cost freaking 3 dollars ( equivilant to my lunch) and furthermore my house got tons of them.
Back to the Ala-Carte medicine, it provides all medicine man. Really, from stomach-ache that remedy powder to panadol, Panadol-extra to even flu tablets or even manusturation tablets for females and somemore got some flu relieve kind of lemon hot drink. I didn't really see if there is some srepsils( spelt wrongly sorry) available there. I think my bookshop really turn to a mini pharmacy somewhere in the corner. Guess what, it cost like 30 cents for each tablet. Oh man, freaking cheap.
After eating that flu tablet and 2 panadol-extra for fever/headaches, my head is like cooled down. If you all still remember in the past there is a cool advertisement for HALLS - super hot black colored cover. It showed that the sun is being cooled down by the halls and become winter.
Kinda lame, but it describe my fever totally. But my body still weak but not as terrible when i just came out from the drawing 2 lecture. But the FLU tablet is NOT WORKING. My water tap continued to flow until i had to take an extra packet of tissue from sufian.
Ok enough of the freaking sickness. Now for the 2nd focal of the day...
I LOST MY PENCIL BOX.
Guess what, the first thing you guys would worry is, how many things are in that pencilbox. I'll tell ya....
1)My precious set of pencils
2)Black marker pens
3)Durable Erasers
4)Rulers
5)100 Black Copic marker
6)9B daler-Rowney Pencil'
7)A few Coloured pens i bought
Omg, you cannot feel how i felt just now when i search my whole room upside down and i realize it is gone. I can only see money flying out of windows and i had to wave at them and say Bye-bye. Can you imagine it? ALL MY PENCILS, from the range of B, 2B, 4B, 6B, 8B, 9B all gone like some gas disappearing??
ARGH!!!
I can't imagine how careless am i. I think i left it in the drawing class. Confirm with guarantee chop. I hope it is still there if i go grab it next week. I HOPE SO!! *PRays hard to god* My percious pencils and my 100 black copic marker which cost 5dollars!!!! and the markers i bought with 2 dollars each and all the the things COST LIKE BOMB. This is freaking serious than the terrorist attack. I am now like a warrior without a weapon, without a weapon, i can't do anything but to struggle.
Ok enough of rattling and complaining here. It just feels tooo goooodd to just SAY whatever i want here.
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