Weekend's over..

If you see me for the first time, you'll probably think that I'm on a diet or somewhat lack of access to nutritious food. I wish that would be the case as it will be easier to explain when people ask. The fact is, I eat a lot, like seriously a lot, and I'll get hungry even seconds after I've had my meal (before you say anything, I do say 'bismillah' beforehand). And don't tell this to anyone, I have prob with constipation as well, that I pass stool like one or twice max per week. Seems like there's some sort of curse or something with weight and me. It's not that I wanna be fat, I just want to achieve the ideal weight I supposed to have at this age. And the girls said, wait until I get my test result and prescribed with the medications, (like I might have hyperthyroidism or anything) I might be just like the others who get worry about gaining weight all the time. Well, hearing that, I'm starting to bite my nails already. Maybe I don't need to know what's wrong with me and just go with the flow. Maybe some things are better left unknown. Maybe.

Anyways, Dr B took 5 tubes, (5 freaking tubes!) of blood from my vein a week ago, for various tests including thalassemia's, coeliac, kidney and liver test (I had to take a cab to go to CUH right after that as I was feeling abit dizzy, it was the first time someone took 5 tubes of blood from me, usually just 2). I'm going to the student health center again this coming friday for the result.

On second note,
it brought tears to my eyes, knowing how concern my dad is, with regard to the previous incident. I called my mom that nite right after the police left our house, coz I was abit frightened. The next morning when I woke up, I got this email from my dad, asking is everything ok, and that he called the MARA office in KL seeking for advice on what can they do to ensure we're safe here, and also, he told me that he's thinking about getting a car for me here so that I don't have to walk alone late at night etc.
My dad is the type who'd never show how much he cares about us, but once he does, it's very touching and sweet indeed (very much like myself *big grin*). I'd consider myself lucky that I can always directly ask for something from him, and actually get it, unlike the rest of the family, including my mom who sometimes seems to be jealous because of that *grin*
I love you dad, like I always have. You have your own way of showing your love, nonetheless I know I'm your favorite child, hehe.

p.s: the 3rd med's open house party which was held yesterday was great, I really had a good time, and Atiq's choc chip cookies were amazingly delicious!