Hello! I thought I had dengue! Hehe! I stupidly told the entire class when Mrs Tay was asking why I didn't do her work. I was about to, until I got a high fever! Hey, I read the textbook you know! The whole class laughed nervously, hoping that I really don't have dengue. Otherwise, I would be like the woman who brought SARS from Hongkong to Singapore.
Can't blog much. Stupid Blogger goes crazy everytime I write long entries. To be continued...
...Anyway!!! I thought I had dengue so my mother confessed to me that she actually lied to me about the hideous potted plant episode. Last week she told me that she replenished the water of the porcelain potted plant that's filled with half-dead variegated leaves everyday, when I told her about the stagnant water. But she actually changes it every week! What?! And she claims that she didn't see anything. THE LARVAE AND PUPAE ARE EXTREMELY SMALL!!!!
Karma has bitten my mother in the butt, and I'm the one that felt the pain. At first I begged her to take me to the clinic because I seriously thought I was going to die of dengue, but then she had visitors! Visitors?! Guess who?! HER IN-LAWS!!! My grandma came and asked me what I ate and I said bread. She told me that I should eat porridge. True. My mother's so unfair. When my father's sick, she'll cook porridge for the entire household. Anyway, when I came out of my room to take my medicine looking like crap, all my relatives tried their best to ignore me. They only said, "Are you feeling better?" The only good thing that happened is that my auntie and my grandma gave me money. Ha! I get paid to get sick. My auntie offered me and asked me if I really wanted to go to the hospital, with her don't-worry-i'm-here-for-you look in her eyes. She seriously reminds me of Oprah! I shall call her Auntie Oprah!