Suppose to go for my ABT classes on the 28 May but I had to go down to the bridal studio to choose the photos for my wedding album. We end up choosing 15pcs extra photos and spending an additional $1k!
*faint*
Most people scoff at the idea of spending so much $$ on photographs, but I guess it's just a matter of different views. My sis thinks they collect dusts. My rationale is, alot of things you spend on, like the wedding dinner, the dress, the flowers. etc. would only last for one day. But the photos are forever. They are the time capsule of your youth!
So now we would be having a pretty thick photo album. yeah...
Talking about fainting, I got to go for my ABT this Monday. Oh man....
I don't know, it was a disaster. I only started for awhile before I started feeling breathless, my head feels light and black spots started appearing. I quickly moved to the back of the class and squat down before my legs gave way. The instructor came and fanned me and gave me a sweet to eat. I was pretty embarrassed and kept telling her that I’m ok but she insisted on looking after me for awhile.
Oops, I wanted to puke! I staggered out of the studio, damn where's the toilet!? I followed the signs and it let me to a blocked entrance. Doh! Staggered back and went the other way and down the stairs with my wobbly legs and weak stomach. Hoping I don't roll down the stairs.
*faint*
Most people scoff at the idea of spending so much $$ on photographs, but I guess it's just a matter of different views. My sis thinks they collect dusts. My rationale is, alot of things you spend on, like the wedding dinner, the dress, the flowers. etc. would only last for one day. But the photos are forever. They are the time capsule of your youth!
So now we would be having a pretty thick photo album. yeah...
Talking about fainting, I got to go for my ABT this Monday. Oh man....
I don't know, it was a disaster. I only started for awhile before I started feeling breathless, my head feels light and black spots started appearing. I quickly moved to the back of the class and squat down before my legs gave way. The instructor came and fanned me and gave me a sweet to eat. I was pretty embarrassed and kept telling her that I’m ok but she insisted on looking after me for awhile.
Oops, I wanted to puke! I staggered out of the studio, damn where's the toilet!? I followed the signs and it let me to a blocked entrance. Doh! Staggered back and went the other way and down the stairs with my wobbly legs and weak stomach. Hoping I don't roll down the stairs.
D'oh!
F**k! The toilet's occupied! Take deep breadths... Eww.. the toilet stinks. Now I really wanna puke. Finally got a cubicle and threw up some water into the disgusting bowl. Phew... I was covered in cold sweat.
Don't care, I can do it! I wiped away my sweat and continued with the rest of the class. When the class ended, I could hardly walk. My head was pounding and I felt weak and nausea. Dear came to pick me up and made me eat even though I wanted to go home and sleep. I felt slightly better after that. Thanks dear.
The next day was PAIN.... but the second day, which is today, was WORSE. I couldn't sleep properly last night because my legs hurt so bad, I can't even bend them without feeling the pain. This morning I had to limp my way to the clinic downstairs, and I felt like an old lady with bad legs. We're supposed to go play badminton today, now I couldn’t possibly play. Sigh...
Doctor said I overstrained myself, guess I’m not as strong as I think I am. He did give me 2 days MC, but I don’t think I would need 2 days lah. I’m not that weak right... See how lah.
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