Of the ordinary & the extraordinary.

It is 4.40am now, and i would very much like to hear my laptop crash on the ground with a big bang.


i woke up at 12.30pm today to the sound of my phone buzzing. "Hello? Is this Jemima's sister? Come over and fetch her. She has been vomiting." I would have slept longer. And my, my parents left early in the morning, and the house was kinda in a mess. I had chores to do.

Fetched sister from her school. I looked to the other direction and saw her schools DM whom she often talks to me about. He was talking to another staff personnel and waved his hand at me when he saw me looking at my direction. He looks like Mr.Channan Singh okay! My secondary school's OM! I smiled to myself, i was reminded of Mr.Singh. The other day when i was in Queenstown, i asked him:

Me: Hi Mr.Singh! Got remember me not?
Mr.Singh: Of course! You're that girl!
Me: What girl?
Mr.Singh: That girl la!

My sister was feeling sickly and kept vommitting. I saw the opportunity to use my nursing skills! (Omg!)Think foundation of nursing! (Omg!) I let her sleep in the other empty room, complete with a basin to she can reach out for it easily if she wants to vomit, a box of tissues and a cup of lukewarm water. The FON lecture notes came in handy. They said wholecream plain biscuits helps to prevent vomitting. BOO! It didn't work. Instead, she vomit more and i have to clean up more vomit.

Get well soon Sister!

i kinda miss my secondary one friends.