hello peeps. just read Family mag, about a single mum who suffered from bipolar disorder, a kind of depression. after reading the description from the royal college of psychiatrists, i suspect i have bipolar too >< hahah. of course not lah, but sometimes i do feel a bit extreme.

like today. i was kinda high during assembly, commenting on every single thing everybody said, but when the announcement came that our class has been booked for being the dirtiest class i felt kinda like s*** and responsible for it. this is the second class booking we've got for a dirty classroom lah, and i dont feel too good about it. it's kindof like a dubious honour thing. during assembly i was still high and was like "HAHAH we;re the dirtiest class ever" but then in class i felt totally down and pissed. especially when math class started and the product rule stuff lah. man i got a headache and felt totally like sleeping there and then. but i couldnt lah it was differentiation class and you kinda cant miss anything for a moment if not you'll lose out. plus there's a test on differentiation first weeks of school in term 3. that's not too far away.

thank goodness lydia had medicated oil and noticed that i wasnt feeling too well. haha both of us were like sniffing medicated oil like drug addicts throughout math and physics - mine even began to smell like chrysanthemum tea! can you imagine? math and physics at the end of friday! it was so siong lah. i felt totally like dying can. okay maybe not dying but you get the idea.

then yeah so i decided not to go for training cos i thought i might just collapse. but after getting out of the classroom and talking to friends i kinda felt better, but still kinda dizzy. yeah so i went home lah.

okay now its kinda late. i gotta go sleep now, got cip tmrw. byeee!