Wednesday, March 31, 2010

March Splurges

It was one of those times when I really needed a pick-me up... it was bonus month as well *giggles*

Don't worry, the purchases weren't all in one day. And in my defence, the below are the bare necessities!

Guess bag - $160 (20% off)


Pedro shoes - $79


Mango dress - $89

Lovely aren't they?

Monday, March 29, 2010

I'm Having The Worst Week Ever

It started out with a wisdom tooth extraction. The tooth is perfectly fine; it's the gums that got infected. My toothbrush can't reach that far back so some remnants of food got stuck there and basically infected my gums. It swelled up and it hurt to close my jaw. So for the March holidays, I was living off a diet of Campbell soup, noodles and Oats porridge. Needless to say, I didn't have much strength. I had to cancel lunch / dinner appointments but that wasn't the tragic part of my ordeal.

Because my tooth was well set and pretty large, my dentist had a tough time extracting it. He tugged, pulled and twisted and I was tearing not from the pain but from the pressure of the force that he was using to remove the tooth. I was anesthetized and could not feel pain but I could feel pressure. Once the tooth was out, I felt dizzy from all that fuss and I was bleeding quite a fair bit. An hour later, I was still bleeding.

An hour after that, the numbness wore off and I could feel everything and the pain was unbearable. I felt like I was being punished for a crime and had to suffer for it. It was like being hit repeatedly in the head with a bat because the whole of the right side of my face was throbbing with pain. Adding on to that, I was having a migraine. One that I had never had before.

What made it worse was that my tonsils were inflamed at the point of the tooth extraction. So now the right side of my throat swelled up and I had trouble not only drinking fluids, but swallowing my own saliva as well. It was fucked up indeed. I tried sleeping but I could not drown the pain - the painkillers were not working and I couldn't mix the pills with Panadol. I tried sleeping on the swollen jaw to lessen the pain and eventually I fell asleep somewhere past midnight.

I woke up the next morning not feeling any better. I felt worse actually because I was displaying all the symptoms of a flu but without the fever. My joints were aching and I felt weak. I spent the whole day in bed and consumed only fluids because my throat was still swollen. I could not tell if it was because of the gums or the tonsils because I could hardly open up my mouth wide enough to take a look.

The next day I still felt like crap. My appetite seemed to have shrunk as well that day. I was nauseous and light-headed. I was weak and my throat hurt from the infected tonsils. I went to the doctor and she jabbed my butt with antibiotics. That was for the swelling in my throat to reduce in size. She also gave me a bunch of other pills: detox, more antibotiocs and probiotics. I went home, ate and took my pills. Then I started to throw up. That experience was terrible, terrible indeed. I concluded that I could be allergic to the detox pills as I threw up after I took them again later that night.

The next day, the swelling in my throat was visibly smaller and I could consume more but I still had not gotten my appetite back. I took my pills and threw up. Hmmm... maybe not the detox pills after all. Perhaps it's stomach virus. That would explain the flu symptoms and the throwing up. Yes, I do like to self-diagnose myself. I have been unwell many times and I can tell just from my symptoms what I am going to get days before. I didn't go to the doctor because I had gained my strength and if it is just stomach flu, it will be flushed out eventually. I had weekend to recuperate too. The pain in my jaw was lessening too and the swelling was going down but I still had difficulty opening my mouth to chomp on my meals.

The next day I threw up after taking just my antibiotics and I was back to feeling like crap. I was perspiring and felt very light-headed. Something was not right. I went to the doctors and she jabbed me in the butt again and concluded that the antibiotics she prescribed was probably too strong for me. Well, she gave me 5 tablets and each cost $15. So yea, it was pretty strong stuff.

By Monday (today) I was feeling much better but I was still nauseous. At least I could eat half a packet of rice and keep it down. I am still pretty weak and have the urge to throw up but I can tell that I'm recovering.

Well, that was 5 days of hell for me. Gum infection lead to tonsillitis and stomach virus. At the same time. That's the most unwell that I have ever been. I really hope I don't have a repeat experience.

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

Change Is Inevitable but Must It Turn Out This Way?

"Lollipops turn into cigarettes. The innocent ones turn into sluts.

Homework goes in the trash. Mobile phones are being used in class.

Detention becomes suspension. Soda becomes vodka.

Bikes become cars. Kisses turn into sex.

Remember when getting high meant swinging on the playground?

When protection meant wearing a helmet?

When the worst things you could get from boys were cooties?

Dad’s shoulders were the highest place on earth and Mom was your hero?

Your worst enemies were your siblings. Race issues were about who ran the fastest.

War was only a board game. And the only drug you knew was cough medicine.When wearing a skirt didn’t make you a slut.

The most pain you felt was when you skinned your knees, and goodbyes only meant until tomorrow?

And we couldn’t wait to grow up?”

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

Life As It Is

So it's been about 2 months since the break-up.

He's moved on with some long-legged-I-have-2-last-names chick. That's not the worse part.

He wanted me to meet her. To approve of her. In his own words. Stupidly enough, I obliged and I wanted to shoot myself in the face the whole bloody time.

I am too nice for my own good. I kinda like her too... she's fun... but tall. Too tall.

I came home and threw away everything. His pictures, his notes/letters and even the gifts. I may have told him that I lost my phone and am still deciding on the model I want to purchase.

It's called moving on.

Wednesday, March 03, 2010

The Day Athena Went Missing

Here's the story...

I took Athena to the vet on Sunday so that she could get vaccinated. Routine business. I brought her home and as before, she was annoyed and she hissed at me before scampering to hide under my bed.

Not long later, she crawled from under my bed and made her way to the living room. That was the last I saw of her. I assumed that she was still sleeping when it was nearing dinner time. I looked in all the obvious places but it did not occur to me that she was missing!

The next morning, I took off to school, not thinking much about her absence. Nearing noon, I received a text message from Lily; Athena was missing! I panicked and called my mum immediately. They had been searching for her for hours and they had already informed the neighbours. By this time, it was already the end of the school day. I had planned to stay till late to clear my marking but I could not concentrate. Jacinta suggested that I head home to look for her.

I tried really hard but I could not hold back my tears and I didn't want to be alone. So I called Aqil. I'm so thankful and eternally grateful to him. He met me at J8 and we went back to my place to look for my cat. Sweet, yes?

We spent hours wandering around the neighbourhood and scouring blocks searching for Athena. I wanted to give up. She could be anywhere! Logically, she could have wandered to any place and there was a very high possibility that we were looking for her in the wrong direction. I was forlorn. But Aqil, sweet Aqil, was my pillar of strength that day. He remained positive and persisted on. He even wanted to come back everyday to look for her with me till we found her.

It was getting late so we parted ways. I made my way home imagining what it would be like not to have Athena around anymore. My mum went downstairs to resume the search. Shu Yu printed posters to place at the void decks. I love them so much for everything that they've done.

So get this. I was in my room on my laptop and I noticed a passing shadow entering my brother's room. I glanced at that direction and thought I saw Athena. I looked again and paused for some time before I reacted. I called out to her and she turned to look at me void of expression. Understandably, I could not believe my eyes but I jumped to grab her. She hissed (
pissed) and ran to my parents' room. I was beside myself so I asked my father to check if that was really her or if I was imagining everything.

I'm getting bored of telling this story so in a nutshell, Athena came home, on her own. It was a horrible, horrible experience but it was comforting to know that there are such lovely souls in this cruel world.