Had a my last recess week spent clearing a module which is totally like a review lesson of the business electives that I had for the past 3 years D=. Thrown in between these 5 days of 9-to-5 lesson are assignments and interview which require lots of luck *sadly my group have neither =( * Setbacks after setbacks but we manage to pull it through for the first week of the module. Along came second week of the module which is start of school. This is super hindrance for us,cause the lack of time to actually meet =( But finally we got through, ending the course with a presentation. Let me say this, I'm so gonna shoot myself repeatedly for scaring my group members today cause I overslept for the presentation, thans to my totally refused-to-ring-handphone! URGH! Totally want to kill myself for it! But luckily I never screwed up the presentation =( Overall, I think our presentation is pretty good but the final word still lies with our tutor.
This week is nothing but smooth going for me beside having this module.
My father got hospitalised with lung bacterial infection which is quite bad =( Still waiting for further test results to firmly conclude that he is really not having some TB. What a nerve wreaking wait =X. And I was quite a pest to the nurses, asking them for my father's status which only the doctor knows of =( Had to rush down after school to visit my father and make sure my siblings are taken care of. Seeing my father in hospital, really scares the hell out of me especially on the first visit. Nearly cried on the way home on the MRT but held back cause I don't want to scare my sister. Seriously, even since this, I really panic at the thought of graduation cause I don't know what I going to choose for my career but all I know is that I had to get one and let my father retire.
Shuttling between school,hospital and home is really taxing and added to the fact that I have been coughing my lungs out that when I coughed, by-standers shied away from me, thinking that I carry an infectious disease. haha. I still didn't went to see a doctor. haha. stubborn me.
To end the week, I had to bid a friend goodbye. He was a good friend of mine who had been my secondary classmate, fellow NPCC mate. Have a safe journey, my tall right marker NPCC mate cum classmate.
You would think that I will cry my heart out for both my father's condition and my friend's death but sadly I didn't. I wonder, do I lack of some emotions that a person should have. Cause I really had this expressionless face when I met with such things. Sigh. I'm just weird.
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