Heyfever

OK OK so you got me! What more can you ask for? Leave me aloneee!!!

*WAARTCHOOO!*
*Sniff! Snort! Sniff!*

Damn pollen grains.

Woke up this morning with a throbbing head.
Looked in the mirror with puffy eyes.
Breathed in with a heavy chest & stuffed nose.

Uh-oh. Mrs.VY's tale of chronic hayfever during her first stay in spring-seasoned Canada struck me. I had the same symptoms. Drat! It's now back to sweaters and jumpers and two layers of socks and whatnots. Oh the glory of being ill.

Now i really wished i was back home. Where mother would make me all sorts of appetizing dishes because when i am ill, i loose my appetite pretty badly. Then father would give me a soothing head massage and both would ensure that i do not get out of bed [excludes loo visits of course] by getting brother to guard me. Then it's DVD marathon all the way.

Yes, I know what you're thinking - spoiled brat.

But i can't help it. I'm so used to being pampered when i'm unwell. *sigh!* Now i wish i have a boyfriend who will bring me abalone porridge & McD's filet-o-fish & warm vanilla malt milk & black forest cheesecake. Heheh... what a way to boost the lost appetite ;p

Oh well. I just need to be a big girl, for once. But man do i miss my family. This fever bullshit is making me feel super depressed too. Plus, my body's burning as we speak. Better check temperature now.

*licks index finger before placing it at the hips*

*sizzle-sizzle!*

Yup, it's official. I am one hot sick chick.