My life, my story.

Remember the other day, I was like.
I rather it be me who's sick.

Wish granted.

My brother's getting better, only down with cough now.
Temperature of 36 point something.

But.

I woke up at 7, freezing, normally I'll be sweating because grandma opens the door in the morning.
I wore socks. I was dizzy.
I went to take my temperature. 37.6, slight fever.
I went back to sleep, still freezing.
Woke up at 9 with a worse headache.
Went to take my temperature again, 38.6. High fever.

I'm going to the doctor if I'm not better by 2pm.

Okay, just took medicine.
Bye.