..like a credit card.
went to the polyclinic with faz and julie today and i got 2 days mc! hahahah. turns out i had tonsilitis(sp?) without me even knowing it. haha. i need to eat antibiotics and the norm meds and now i wonder how i'm going to work if i'm drowsy tomorrow. sigh.
after a 9-hour shift, i'll be rushing to school for dance.
and then i'll go home, eat my med and sleep so i can be well-rested enough for work on saturday. whooh whooh whooh.
friends have been asking me why i want to go for work tomorrow even though i've gotten 2 days mc. and honestly, it's not only cause of the money. i wouldn't want whoever who's working on shift tomorrow to have to work alone because of my absence. i know the feeling sucks. big time.
and besides, i just don't want to feel so.. lethargic by the time i reach dance. i know, right? the irony? but whatever. you get what i mean. :D
dance was awesome today. i guess dance is awesome everyday. but today there were times i felt like pitam-ing but held it in because i din want to make a scene. i felt like i was lacking blood. =/ perhaps i'll go get that checked out soon. but then i don't want to get that checked out because i'm scared of finding out something i don't want to know. hmmm.. you know how you'd rather be kept in the dark to not be affected by the truth? yeah. i want that now.
sigh.
i need to sleep but i keep thinking about what to do. about what to do when everything that's happening now will come to a standstill. will that happen again? or will i treasure what i have now too much to let history repeat itself again? i don't know. but perhaps whatever he brings back home for me will have an impact on what i'm going to do.
i know now though, that it's not what i wanted.
but of course.. he'll never give me what i want.
will he?
okay, a 5-hour sleep and i'll be up for work. or perhaps not. the runny nose gets worse every second at night. urgh.
oh and seriously, i'm not looking for love.
i'm letting love look for me.
and that will mean i won't even feel forced. (:
toodles all.
p/s: i was really hurt today. hurt because you treated me like i was just a stranger. i've seen you do that to other people and i was wondering if you'd ever do that to me. and today you did that to me. i was really hurt. really, really hurt.
