I woke up this morning at 8:20 am and groaned. Fucking hell, this is what happens when you're so entranced by the people you chat to online that you'd rather forget that time is ticking and you need to visit Dreamland for at least 8 hours. I turned it off, took my antibiotics (half an hour before food, it said), and set my alarm to go off in another 20 minutes. Just. 20. more. minutes.

Next thing I know, it's 9:30 am. Shit, did my alarm even go off?! Class starts at 10! And I'm meant to meet Mabel before that. I type a quick sms to her to cancel and get dressed and all. I make myself breakfast to go. Mmmm... pikelets. They're tiny versions of pancakes. I threw four of them in the microwave, put butter and honey on and put them in a container. Dried apples, yum. I walk out the door in my black boots and ran a little bit to catch the bus. Thankfully, the driver was a nice one, unlike those who seem to experience PMS, bleed and menopause at the same time. :P

I started to feel a bit dizzy and I thought, serves you right for not sleeping earlier. There were no seats left, so I put my bag down and held on tight to the railing. Dammit, it wasn't going away. You know how you sometimes click the wrong channel on TV and you get those grey screens? I could see those. Argh, I've had this before. Not good. The last time, I was at football practice at 6 am. I knew I shouldn't have had those meds so early!

Finally, we reached the university. Everyone was getting off. But I couldn't move. I half wanted to throw up and half wanted to just lie down. I took a few steps and then just sat on the floor. The next thing I know, I put my head down on a couple of people's shoes. I could hear the bus driver talking and some guy is looking out for me. Argh, and I chose to wear a skirt today. Great. I broke out in cold sweat. Why the hell was it freezing? Then they got me to sit down in a seat.

They watched over me and the bus driver radioed someone. She told me that they're sending an ambulance. I'm too drowsy to give a crap. They tried looking for a jumper in my bag but I don't have one. I didn't know I was gonna go all cold and faint, lol. Both of them started talking among themselves. Oh, my knight in shining armour he's American and he's here for a semester. She (the bus driver) has fainted before and got carpet burns from that. Ouch. She said I'm getting clammy. Ewww..

Two medics appeared. One of them checked something or other and another pricked my finger. OWWW!!! He said it wouldn't hurt!! :( It was to check my blood sugar level. I remember that from my previous blood donation. That is the most painful part of donating blood: them checking your blood type. It still hurts. Okay, it's just annoying. :P They ask a crapload of questions and blah blah. I don't remember anymore. He asks me if I want to come to the hospital. I ask if it's adviseable and he said, yeah, but he can't force me to come. Okay, I'll come.

So I laid in the back of the ambulance. A beddddd... He fired off more questions. Too bad he got most of my answers wrong and I had to fix them all at the hospital anyway. The driver got mad at the traffic a lot and swore a bit. Then they started talking about lunch. Arghhh, I'm hungry! We got there and I waited a long while for a bed. Finally. More questions. Blardy hell, I've repeated myself how many times?! It doesn't help that one of the women interrogating me did seem like she was PMSing.

I put on a purple hospital gown that's open in the back. They take my blood pressure lots of times and an ECG (monitor my heart). I was asked to give a urine sample and I had to ask the doctor tie the gown at the back so I could walk to the bathroom. *shy* Pissing in a cup is no fun. Somehow, getting squished in the arm is. Hehe. The second knight in shining armour The cute guy with the stethoscope The doctor asked a few more questions, and then if there was any chance if I was pregnant. *speechless* He smiled and asked if I was sexually active then. Said it was easier if I just answered that. Made me damn shy. Cute doctor. Haha.

They finally declared that my heart activity is normal, nothing wrong was found in my urine (lol), need to eat breakfast, don't take meds if I'm not gonna eat, drink and eat lots (yay) and my BP is just low. Hypotension. When he first mentioned the word, I wondered if it was the opposite of a hyperactive child. Then I realised what it was. Stupid girl. :P I ate sandwiches, drank some water, and catch a bus out of there. I didn't even know which suburb I was in and had to ask a few medics. :P I came in an ambulance lar!

So I missed all my classes. I spent the day being saved by the knights in shining armours, riding in an ambulance and even going to uni. Too bad I spaced out instead of reading my assignment materials and decided to just go home.