yesterday, while i was studying in my room, my sis came in and she said that she felt that she was going to get sick.
you know, the unmistakable feeling of slipping into a sorry sickly state that you usually get prior to actually looking sorry and sickly.
that feeling.
as you people know, i had the fever last week and i'm still clogged up so i was worried that she got it from me, and like me she's in the midst of examinations; o levels.

so i told her to stick a thermometer up her mouth and take a couple of panadols and sleep early. unfortunately, and as luck would have it, i finished all the panadol and had to follow her to the shop to get some.
after getting the medicine, i wanted to get her some juice. you know pump up on the vit c and all.

as we were walking in the mall, chatting, my sis suddenly stopped talking and her eyes were fixed on something as she walked pass. she started smiling as if she was all better and the fever was non-existent. then she excaimed,

'look! the shoes that i wanted to buy!'
she, now all jaunty and smiling, trotted up to the store to try em on, fever forgotten.

women.