MY MEDICAL/SICKLY WOES (read if u can be bothered t hear about me bitching about the shit happening to me :p ) else, skip to next part.


So i've been sick for more than a week already which is very very rare for me. I've had everything that go wrong with me, go wrong. Running nose, to congestion, to fever, diahorrhea (i suspect it's the med's effects) to a vommiting night. It was baaad... It was so bad that if I was still in the army, I would be on drip right now if you guys still remember the temp which required you to be put on drip. Which was probably the cause of the vommiting, body's way of expelling heat cos man, after one major vommit of nothing, and a whole bunch of sweating, fever dropped. That or taking heavy medication on an empty stomach is a bad idea. Which i thought to myself that I should start taking medication after meals. But noooo.. first prescription med I get, says best absorbed if taken 2 hours after food digested or 1 hour before meals. Bloody shit. You can never win.

Anyway, needless to say, it's what... probably day 11 or 12 of being sick and I suspect it might be cause I pushed myself to work on a job as an intern cos I wasn't fully well and I had to stay in the sun from sun rise to sun set. LIterally. Call time was 5.30am, Wrap was 6.30. Funny how the longest hours I work are always the ones I don't get paid. Last longest shoot i worked on was a 24 hour one and that was as a favour to a friend.

And make things better, I had already agreed to help a friend on a shoot of hers so fighting a fever, I had to go through a 3 hour shoot. Of course, that night was the night I had that horrible spell of wanting to die. I was thinking.. shoot me... shoot me now... Anyhoo... I eventually saw a doctor cos I soon realise this wasn't going to go away on it's own like most of the colds I fought and apparently I might have a viral infection that's either mono or streps.. or some shit like that. I realise they have a tendency of coming up with full on technical names here, expecting people to understand it. Sheesh. Fucking hell, back home, all the doctor tells u is. 'throat infection throat infection' take anti biotics and drink lotsa water. This is the first time I actually had to take a blood test which had to go through 3 different tests to figure out what I actually have. Man, things sure are different.

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WE BLOG LESS COS OF OUR MUNDANE LIVES
I guess most of us guys kinda blog less cos our daily happenings are kinda blah... and if anything, it'd be bitch posts.. like bloody hell, that boss is one kind of character, ...... or shit like that.

For me, there really isn't anything exciting. prior to what our dear big brother (fucking ehll, even i forget his code name liao) here thinks, I ain't living no life of the OC man. Though it always cracks me up when he ribs me about it. :p 'Live the life of the OC bro!!!' Funny.

What I do go to are just parties. House parties and you guys can see it on my f@ceBo0k account. And even I'm beginning to tire of that and want to focus more on things that matter more. Or at least parties where I'll meet actual people whom I can network with. I'm not all that interested in the hooking up factor as much as before. Grow tired of it and I'm never that smooth enough a player as it is.

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Being sick for so long sure gives you alot ALOT of time to think. now I know why those people in those life changing accidents turn their lives around. For one thing.. ALOT of time to think things through. Think until you get bored.. You still keep on thinking. I've been in bed for so long, at one point, i was wondering what was reality and what was not... cos everything was in such a blur. I'd wake up and start thinking about random things or random characters/people... even characters I didn't know existed. I'm not complaining mind you, gives me more ideas for my projects. But sometimes, it spooked me out cos I thought I was going crazy. Or maybe my place is just spooked. But bah, I've never been a person who really believed in that all that much anyway.

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So in one of my many thinking sessions... I came to a realisation that I am commitment phobic.. Yeah yeah, some of you probably would've already hypothesized and already cemented that as a fact already. but see, i've always thought that the idea of phobia of commmitment meant that I wanted to go around and see other people. And that wasn't the case for me. However, the desire not to want to commit to any one person kinda falls under commitment phobic as well.. AH wells...

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OLD LOVE RESOLVED
Found out Y's engaged. Yes yes, the last gf before I left for here. :) Kinda happy for her. Made me realise that it felt that I didn't really go anywhere in my life but a friend retorted and said that i just have different priorities and purposes in life. I guess that's true. Love and family is something sort of a luxury I can't have right now and it's a choice I made when i decide to come here. It's a sacrifice I guess. It's funny, my mom seemed to feel that I had to sacrifice my love life to come here or something to that extent and she made it seem like I had a lot of love lives. Or maybe it was just bad phrasing.. I was like.. huh? Anyway, that's mom for ya. Anyway, Y's happy, at peace with what she has with her life and I'm glad to hear that than usual bitching. But then, maybe it's cos i'm outta the circle n u don't quite bitch to people outside of the circle which is fine by me. Good for me then. Less bitching for me to hear.


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EMERGENCY STEPPING UP OF MAKIN MOOLAH!!!
I need to step up my money making schemes. Else, I might not be able to afford to stay on for too long after I graduate which would really suck. Of course, my budgeting is under the assumption that I won't be able to get any jobs for 12 months after I graduate which hopefully is not the case. Let's hope 6 months max if anything.


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NEW PAD!!!!
new place is looking mighty sweeeeet!!!!! finally a place on my own... but not before i got into one last drama with the old crazy room mate n her bf. Too long to describe here but there was a lot of shouting and pacing... not from me of course.. you guys know I ain't the type. So i just let her yap yap yap and i just gong gong say the same darn thing which is the answer to all her accusations anyway. After i left, i was glad she was so drama mama about it... i felt pretty satisfied to have gotten her so riled up :p

So the new place is nice.. place of my own. NO roommates to worry about. More space.. can have a proper work space n not feel restricted or that i'm trippping over things all the time. MIGHT be able to entertain guests but not my priority right now. I might put in a sofa bed eventually.

Need to put up curtains cos the rattling of the blinds drive me crazy. Being all Home Improvement DIY now with drills and shit. Finding anchors and what nots. Might be normal for u guys but new shit for me alright? :p

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K, i shoudln't ramble too long, i'm hungry and i need to get some food so i can try to sleep early n not hallucinate much hopefully (friend made me realise might be the antibiotics.. I was reading somewhere that it might.. it's either concerning the meds or something else, can't quite remember)

Take it easy guys, hope all's well for everyone back home.

:)