Ironic, Just Plain IRONIC

Guess what? I took my Home-Nursing exam... Made a few committees laughed... that's a good thing, right?

what really happened was that I was suppose to throw the used cotton wool into one, take note, just one gallipot (A small pot... around the size of a Chinese tea cup... a bit larger... and made of metal). But, because I was nervous, I threw the first cotton wool into one gallipot, and the second one into another gallipot. That makes it two gallipots.

Shock!

I realized my mistake! OMG! My eyes widen, the committees looked at me. I did an act too fast to be thought through-- I used my bare hands to remove the cotton wool from one gallipot and throw it into another one... so now there's one empty gallipot and one containing cotton wool.

They laughed... I did too...

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Nothing Ironic yet, you say?

well, just keep reading....

let's see....
Saturday, Home-Nursing exam...
Saturday night, high fever...
Sunday, extreme head-ache, high fever, whole body ache

see the connection? First, I went for the exam to test my knowledge on treating sick patient. Then later,I became the sick patient and needed someone else to treat me... Ironic

sick... with terrible head-ache... couldn't study... it was torture!!! But I told myself that I have to finish my homework...

so, i did my homework and suffer the occasional jerking of nerve in my head... Painful... Agony...

I feel so lost... Final exam are coming.. I'm not prepared... So insecure... so unconfident... so sick... so scared... so-so crushed....

oh yeah, the only reason I'm able to be typing here is because my headache has ceased... and how? Obviously, I took medicine... he he...

let me tell you, swallowing pills isn't easy! Especially those big ones. Jeez... it's about one cm measured from the middle... (sorry i don't know how they use to measure a circle) but it's big, trust me...

it got stuck half way down my throat sometimes... once, it got caught at the back of my tongue, and couldn't swallow it, so i had to -i dunno how i did it- push it back up into my mouth and swallow it again... yes, EEWW!! But i bet the only reason i was able to swallow it that time was because it had already dissolve a bit so it's smaller... ha ha... eww...

hey, i don't have to take the wrong medicine to kill myself, i could just be choked by a pill to big to be swallowed... that homicidal doctor... lol, joking....

sigh... right.. since there's no more head splitting head ache, i better hit the books... Bye~