Sorry for being tardy. Life has been offset a little. I have to look for the delicate balance again.

SO, I've been accepted into Poly, the place I worked hard for for the last 3 and half years in ITE. The first month was not very pleasant. I was lost in that big school, without friends, long travelling hours and the most important part was I didn't like the course they offered. I took it anyway. It was all that I had. Maybe I would like it someday. Cooking is supposed to be quite rewarding.

Finished my mid-semester papers at the beginning of June, which is a fun thing unless I failed them all. I'm having the last few days of my 2 weeks holidays now and pretty much in bed.

I felt something painful in my right gum a few months ago and I couldn't really eat but I didn't do much about it simply because I am 'phobatic' of dentists and on Friday, which was last week, the pain persisted and I couldn't sleep. I went to the dentist the following morning and waited for 3 hours and sat barely 5 minutes with the dentist and I was out, with antibotics and painkillers. "It's the Wisdom Tooth," She said and I might require a surgery if it doesn't stop hurting. OK, and so the 8 hour interval medication started.
Just when I thought it couldn't get any worse, I realized I had flu. Again. After barely 2 months, the flu bug hits again. And then cough, and then I felt myself burning from inside out. Fever 39.8 degree and I got a scolding from my dad for not calling him or my mother about it. Mainly because it's really expensive if you consult the doctor after 7. It really was expensive, $41.

And now I'm bedridden, prescribed with at least 7 different medicine and a very digusting cough syrup to be taken at different intervals. I'm all headache and drowsy and weak and God knows how I even managed to type so many words. I still have tons of projects left undone and most of them due when school reopens. My project mates might have to kill me.