So I walked under a bus
I got hit by a train
Keep falling in love
Which is kinda the same
I've sunk out at sea
Crashed my car, gone insane
And it felt so good
I want to do it again
- Bachelor Girl
on saturday morning, my father then dragged my rather pathetic little self down to the doctor's nearby, which now i sort of regret agreeing to do so. the visit to the doctor's has helped in ways that are not yet clear to me, but has left me with painful memories and trauma especially regarding that of my left arm and the 2.5 inch long needle that glistened eerily in the examination room. not to mention the medicine which i was given. when it said: MAY CAUSE DROWSINESS on the sticker attached to the packet, i didn't seriously think that little pink tablets that were 0.4 cm in diameter could cause drowsiness, and i was right. they didn't cause me to become drowsy, they caused me pass out in 1 min 25 seconds flat(though i can't be too sure about the time, i'd passed out see). anyway, i'm still slowly recuperating, gaining back whatever energy i can. i tried walking up the two flights of stairs at church this morning... i'm never doing it again. even my 5 year old sister pranced up the stairs faster than myself. in fact she was so happy prancing up the stairs, that she left me clinging on to the railing gasping for oxygen at the 10th step.
all in all, i've lost 3 kilograms in a day (now you know how effective being bulimic is, though i really wouldn't suggest it). once i've fully recovered, you can expect to find me at 7-11 stocking up on ice cream and slurpees and all things sweet and absolutely unhealthy BUT WILL NOT CAUSE FOOD POISONING.. porridge and soup for 3 days in a row really isn't my cup of tea.
what iAMY has to sing, has been heard.