HEY. I'm sick. Yay me? Not. D<

I can't stand it y'know. It's like, everytime I make up my mind to train my ass of, I train my ass off for three days, and on the effing fourth day I konk out. PLUS, it's not like my training's damn tough like what those top people get in swimfast or elite or whereever get like that. Why is it that WHENEVER I EFFING TRY TO PUT IN SOME EFFORT INTO MY PATHETIC 6-TIMES-A-WEEK-OF-TRAINING, I GET SICK AFTER THE THIRD/FOURTH TRAINING SESSION. IT'S BLOODY ANNOYING, Y'KNOW THAT?????

*swears* What the hell man. What is it that's wrong with me that's right with the other swimmers? OKay, I won't doubt that those guys are probably stronger than me, but I can't be that weak either right? SEESH! *storms around*

They train 11 times a week for goodness' sake! AND, you don't see them falling ill from 'over-stressing', do you? Plus, the timings they do for training are almost the timings I do for competition! Holy cow, don't you think so?

OKay, I think it was partly my fault. My over-eagerness to train more. Cause the last time I got sick, I was still training until I got so bad that my fever shot to 41degrees, when my mum finally forced me to go see the dreaded 6-letter person. ugh, one of the worst days of my life. Imagine, eating drowsy pills, drinking over-sweet syrup, body aching like crap and with a cold pack freezing your brain up? Don't sound like anything much I'd like.

Then, hahaha I'll bet you're gonna say I'm freaking dumb at this point. I didn't finish a single prescription of anti-biotics. Not just from my last bout of illness, but from the previous ones too. So what? You thought that this girl here would actually remember to take those dammed pills three times a day, after meals, with lots of water plus rest?

Hell no. But she heeded the 'lots of water' part really well, though. Third day after fever subsided, and with of course much nagging from mum not to, she went ahead to swim. What? You think this girl here can actually stand not training for an entire week? Damnit not.

Seesh. And now I can't stand my own body. I can't wait to get well again, and then go back to train! xDD Oh gosh, I haven't been training since Friday, dear-oh-dear. It'll be hard to get my pace back again, and not to mention how horribly jonathan is gonna kill me.

Oh joy. I didn't get a prescription for anti-biotics this time - does gay smile, does gay dance-


I'm getting so bored these few days, and the blogs that I follow closely to have not been updated much. Then I randomly checked people off my links. Read, read, read, hasn't updated, read, read, hasn't updated since 21st nov, read, read, hasn't updated since 12th nov, read, read... OOOH. not read. yay :D Then I realised this person went on hoilday, and wouldn't be back till tomorrow-,-;

Oh, the joy.

Oh, and if anyone's thinking of calling me, please re-think, and then try smsing instead. Cause I've got a bad sore throat, and if y'all don't want a phantom caller on the other side of the line, yeah. Please, spare a teensy thought for little o'l me.

kthxbye.