Sunday, February 18, 2007
three point something
Seven days have passed since the day i've been infected. Spots have dried up, well almost, but they don't look as horrifying as they once did when the virus was at its peak. So i'm still on medical leave, but it's study break week anyway so it doesn't really matter. I went out to dispose of the trash today in the central rubbish chute and boyyyyy did it feel good to be out of home at last! Mind you, i was still at the same storey as my home and that's hardly out out, if you know what i mean. But i was outside, man! Away from my bedroom, away from home! I finally got to BREATHE - i'm ALIVE.
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fara // 23:41
three point something
Seven days have passed since the day i've been infected. Spots have dried up, well almost, but they don't look as horrifying as they once did when the virus was at its peak. So i'm still on medical leave, but it's study break week anyway so it doesn't really matter. I went out to dispose of the trash today in the central rubbish chute and boyyyyy did it feel good to be out of home at last! Mind you, i was still at the same storey as my home and that's hardly out out, if you know what i mean. But i was outside, man! Away from my bedroom, away from home! I finally got to BREATHE - i'm ALIVE.
So the two gruelling ICA presentations are finally over. Heard my dynamic team did wonders again. Double thumbs up, you guys! And thanks for scoring the A in Community Health Nursing, ya'll damn well deserve it. And though i am NOT a klingon (well i made the Powerpoint slides), i still feel i'm undeserving of the grade awarded to my team. I mean c'mon... slides?? I imagine a hundred pairs of eyes rolling at me now.
To Cheryl, the secret ingredient in our team; to Moonie the brains, to Shidah the Edward Scissorhands, and to the other awesome team members who've worked with us on several ICAs (Zul, Chicken, Jil, Lionel, Jun), i thank you all for three years of shared curses, rants, late nights, panda eyes, encouragement, invaluable ideas (rejected/accepted), sparks of brilliance, last-minute decisions, efficiency, ingenius improvisations, i could go on but it'd only sound like i'm faking but truth be told, the team deserves more credit than this. School's ending and i'm tearing.
These are the good people. Good times. All coming to an end. Or a new beginning. Whatever, not feeling rather optimistic now.
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Post's not supposed to end here, not now, but my head feels weird and it is throbbing. I'm in pain.
fara // 23:41
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