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Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Total robbery

I think karma truly exists. Like, on Sunday night my fever was already subsiding right, but after I made fun of those horrible singers on the charity show, my fever started rising. By 1 in the morning I was 40.2 degrees, and Dad said I have to go to the doctor's now. Which, you know, pissed me off a little, because a) I was so f'ing cold even under 2 blankets and the fan/air-con wasn't even on, and b) I knew there was a very high chance that I vomit should I get onto a vehicle. But no, Dad was adamant that I go so we bundled me up in a thick jacket and tracks and went to East Shore Hospital. Got a jab for my fever, and I immediately felt like I was some radiator. Like, my heat was being dispelled like whoosh. And had lots of medicine. Total bill was 200. I was too out of it to comment on the price, but now my fever is ranging quite low, so yeah LIKE WTF 200 F'ING DOLLARS WHAT ARE YOU MAD?!?

Stupid tonsilitis. I don't know how you spell it but this seems correct. This has been the 3rd time since I've gotten it last time after camp. This sucksssssssss. Today went to school for art p.w. and finished my candy collage and balloon thing, but I felt too tired so I didn't talk much. When i got home I found out my fever returned so I skipped sectionals. I hope I'll be better by tmr to go, cos there's... DUNDUNDUNDUN. Costume check.

Agh. And now Daddy's sick too, which you know, sucks, because that means I might have passed it to him. D:
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