Woke up with my hand feeling itchy as hell from the IV line plaster thing. Too lazy to take it off now. Went to the hospital last night because I couldn't stop retching and vomiting out air and bile. Doctor said it's gastroenteritis and gave me 5 different types of medicine to eat. Mother flippin ducks 5. FIVE.
I must obey though, what with finals coming and OSCE and blablabla. Need to stay healthy enough so that I can have a proper mental breakdown when finals come next week.
Sufi saw the diagnosis and said "Hm, your mom diagnosed you the same thing just from a bunch of Whatsapp messages. Cool." Yeah, my mom does that, because she's awesome. Experience, she said. I only wish I can be half as good as her one day.
Oh, I made a rainbow cake and it tasted delicious. A beautiful, psychedelic themed rainbow cake with banana butter cream frosting.
People came up to me all excited "How'd you do the pattern on top of cake? Some sort of fancy cake pattern device? Must've been so hard! OhmyGod you're so talented!"
I used a spoon. I did the swirly lines with a spoon.
Today I'm baking an apple pie. Crust and all. Excited to see how that turns out. I like baking now. I used to scorn at people who bake but now I kind of can see the appeal of it. It calms me down, to be honest.
Anyway, the only reason why I'm still up at right now is because I need to take my medicine.
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