well.well.well......
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back from the Malacca trip two days ago.
yesterdae, i had a migraine 'attack' plus a terrible rash and a fever.
i even vomitted twice.
darn it.
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went to the library and Causeway Point yesterdae, intending to buy lotsa stuff with the 50 bucks AYAH gave me.
i returned home, with the 50 bucks untouched.
the migraine was *damn-it* sucky, so i headed home about an hour after i went out of my house.
my IBU was shocked, cause she thought i'll be going home at six or something, probably with AYAH fetching me and Mira.
but damn it, too sick to wait and too sick to shop and too sick to bother.
upon reaching home, i swallowed two panadols and slept all the way till eight.
damn-it, i slept during Maghrib, sheesh.
IBU said she tried waking me up umpteen times, even sprinkling some water on my face but durr, no effect.
funny thing, i didnt realize.
well, the migraine then got better but the rash...
it's just the beginning.
so, i took a long bath, scrubbing my body with DETTOL and all.
sitting under the shower for a long long time, till the itch went off.
ate something, swallowed another two panadol and some sleeping pill, to prevent me from scratching while i'm sleeping.
funny thing, i cant get myself to sleeping mode.
so, i watched the tee-bee till the wee hours.
(i didnt know they have TEMPTATION ISLAND at 1am on tuesdaes, till last night)
finally i slept till 9.30 this morning.
my... thank goodness, the migraine was gone.
and not forgetting, the rash.
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i think, i had the rash thanks to the pool at WET WORLD at Malacca's A'FAMOSA resort.
the pool was so... 'clean'.
with dead bugs floating and all.
leaves... ants... flies... bees... moths...
not forgetting, whoever urinate in the pool.
but actually, the fun part there was the FAMILY RAFT and the slides and all.
i almost tried everything, except for those slides where we werent allowed to wear our shirt.
(actually, i have a swimming costume underneath my shirt, but nah... not all the girls in my group wear them. sheesh. kinda unfair if i go without them.)
so, durr.
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well, overall... i get to make new connections. new experiences. and get to see pretty sight of the Kampung-s myself, instead of just hearing or reading bout them.
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honestly, at first... i had developed a new type of fear where i felt 'un-belong-ed'. like, the place was total alien to me. i felt so, afraid, that i wanted to go home. but upon reaching there, creating new bondings, friends and as per norm, i try to adapt to the place, my feelings changed. the fear was gone and i, so-called, felt re-assured... sorta blended into the family. so, at the end of it all, i felt a little sad to go back home, but durr, everything has an ending. but sheesh... there's never an ending to new beginnings. so, hopefully... in time to come, i'll try to really, appreciate and enjoy everything, whole-ly, so i wont have even a pinch of regret.
