I can't exactly tell whether I'm better or getting worse! It's like there's something SOMETHING in my throat that I want so badly to die because it's killing me.
It all started on the day of my Authorship paper... Talk about KILLING oneself, I think I almost did.
Because here's what happened:
5 mins before the BLASTED morning exam, MR LECTURER stormed over to SSD to ask the staff something and I happened to see him there. OhMYGODDDDDDDDDDD! What timing!
So what else? "Jo LeeeeeEEEEEEEENNNNNNNNN!!!!" In the most awkward but usual way.
Asked me some stuff and then...
"I won't be taking anymore questions, you know" (as usual, his style)
He was about to walk off when he decided to walk towards where I was sitting and "Okay, one last question"
But because I was too tensed up, stiff while READING my answers/plan for exams, I didn't know what else to ask.
"Sure??!"
"So good, ah?"
and because I was still stunned by the WAY he called me and too surprised that a LECTURER can actually find me sitting at the venue I thought nobody would be able to find.... I had the largest smile possible etched on my cute face... (LOL?)
A mixture of being stunned and happy, perhaps???
He turned back and saw me for the last time "Yes?" "Everything good?"
Gave him the THUMBS UP in response to his.
Everything was okay up till the time when the invigilator was reading the instructions.
Felt a little dizzy but then it went off...
I guess it was because 90% of the PYQ came out and most of them were similar anyway...
until it was writing time when I attempted my first question. Dizziness came by to say hello. Drank H2O then.
a little feverish perhaps when I was doing question 2. Drank more H2O.
But the real PAIN only began when I attempted question 3, Duras (Yeah, maybe mr. lec was right. It was such a pain to write abt her) because my body ached so bad I wanted to die :( I almost wanted to give up writing, in between saying mr. lec, pls just KILL me right now because I really dunno what I'm writing anymore.
For some reason, I just kept on writing, writing and writing to distract myself from thinking that I WAS SICK :(
Then, came the point when I felt like throwing up if not in the room, on the keyboard, at least... Honestly, at that time, I crapped my way thru' just so it looked like a decent answer.
Never felt this dead before in an exam. Well, I guess I did but that was dengue fever back when I was doing UPSR and all I felt was FEVER and nothing else. The discomfort came much later.
This time, however, I thought, if God were to take me, just take me already. I don't want to live for authorship. I after all, don't live for authorship; I live for a lot of other legit reasons.
Back to the story....
It wasn't too long before I was done. But, believe me, I was DEAD.
And when miss invigilator said it was OKAY to go off, I started packing. Stood up from my chair feeling nauseous like never before. I really thought I was gonna CoLLAPSE right there and then when....
"HI, Jo Leennnn!!! How's the paper???"
Breathe, JL breathe... He's just your LECTURER.
I think he expected a better answer from me BUT because I was really DEAD, all I could manage was an OKAY-LAH while forcing myself to smile a little. Well, I didn't wanna be too happy because what IF I SAID it was EASY and my grade turned out to be a DISASTER???? After all, honestly, it was not "EASY" but it wasn't totally "die-lah-cannot-answer-I-wanna-kill-myself" kind of paper, either.
My lecturer... attempting to be very nice to me after being torturous since... FOREVER.
I guess it was because 90% of the PYQ came out and most of them were similar anyway...
until it was writing time when I attempted my first question. Dizziness came by to say hello. Drank H2O then.
a little feverish perhaps when I was doing question 2. Drank more H2O.
But the real PAIN only began when I attempted question 3, Duras (Yeah, maybe mr. lec was right. It was such a pain to write abt her) because my body ached so bad I wanted to die :( I almost wanted to give up writing, in between saying mr. lec, pls just KILL me right now because I really dunno what I'm writing anymore.
For some reason, I just kept on writing, writing and writing to distract myself from thinking that I WAS SICK :(
Then, came the point when I felt like throwing up if not in the room, on the keyboard, at least... Honestly, at that time, I crapped my way thru' just so it looked like a decent answer.
Never felt this dead before in an exam. Well, I guess I did but that was dengue fever back when I was doing UPSR and all I felt was FEVER and nothing else. The discomfort came much later.
This time, however, I thought, if God were to take me, just take me already. I don't want to live for authorship. I after all, don't live for authorship; I live for a lot of other legit reasons.
Back to the story....
It wasn't too long before I was done. But, believe me, I was DEAD.
And when miss invigilator said it was OKAY to go off, I started packing. Stood up from my chair feeling nauseous like never before. I really thought I was gonna CoLLAPSE right there and then when....
"HI, Jo Leennnn!!! How's the paper???"
Breathe, JL breathe... He's just your LECTURER.
I think he expected a better answer from me BUT because I was really DEAD, all I could manage was an OKAY-LAH while forcing myself to smile a little. Well, I didn't wanna be too happy because what IF I SAID it was EASY and my grade turned out to be a DISASTER???? After all, honestly, it was not "EASY" but it wasn't totally "die-lah-cannot-answer-I-wanna-kill-myself" kind of paper, either.
My lecturer... attempting to be very nice to me after being torturous since... FOREVER.
And when he walked off, I realised... it was TRULY the END of Authorship.
***
Next day, felt even sicker than the day before. Cancelled a scheduled discussion because I needed a BREAK from exam revision.
***
MAD paper... So glad I walked out early because body couldn't stand it anymore.
***
Next day, felt even sicker than the day before. Cancelled a scheduled discussion because I needed a BREAK from exam revision.
***
MAD paper... So glad I walked out early because body couldn't stand it anymore.
14 days later... after two rounds of diff antibiotics
Got well! Yay!
:)
But someone decided it was a good day to cook curry
Thought it wouldn't hurt just to eat the chicken without the curry
because curry has never been spicy enough for me in comparison to the Malay-style...
Boy, was I wrong???
For once, the curry was spicy.. and it had to be that one day when I just recovered -.-'
Say hello AGAIN to sore but not too sore throat.
Sigh,
my stupidity
is proven
esp if
IF IF IF I can't get thru' authorship
Goodness, Sunday night, come already! bcoz then I wouldn't have to worry abt authorship anymore... unless I flunked it........... No, YOU cannot flunk......
don't care if my lec finds this blog. TOLD him I was sick (after the paper). He can kill me if he wants to but remember I never did SKIP your class, not even once. Proof that I was really 'DEAD'.
Got well! Yay!
:)
But someone decided it was a good day to cook curry
Thought it wouldn't hurt just to eat the chicken without the curry
because curry has never been spicy enough for me in comparison to the Malay-style...
Boy, was I wrong???
For once, the curry was spicy.. and it had to be that one day when I just recovered -.-'
Say hello AGAIN to sore but not too sore throat.
Sigh,
my stupidity
is proven
esp if
IF IF IF I can't get thru' authorship
Goodness, Sunday night, come already! bcoz then I wouldn't have to worry abt authorship anymore... unless I flunked it........... No, YOU cannot flunk......
don't care if my lec finds this blog. TOLD him I was sick (after the paper). He can kill me if he wants to but remember I never did SKIP your class, not even once. Proof that I was really 'DEAD'.
oh yeah, I forgot he doesn't care at all. Oh well...
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