i had the whole week by myself.
sunday book in, monday book out. becuase i had fever =/

at range the whole day. and was sleeping on the wooden bench, which reminds me of my primary sch canteen, which was so uncomfortable. done my day shoot by the afternoon and waiting lazily for the night shoot. literally NIGHT.

my body was damn weak and i had a fever. OC sent bunch of us to MO. bla bla blacksheep, and found ourself making our way home.

MC for 4 days. my fever kept flunctuate and off to the CINTApc.

CINTApc= love polyclinic.
because poly service were damn slow. i kept twitching my mouth if any elderly went into the room. reason being, they will doing their soap operas. its the fact.

so when i went in, sat down, the doctor mumbled smth. how shud i listen properly if u mumble in the mouth cover. and he scold me for not to listen proerly. doctor tua lah katakan. den he order to pull the mask down. instead of pulling down, i take it off. he scolded me again. pftt. whats the diff right!

and no wonder bercinta! he trying to type out my precription with only 1 finger. HAHAHA