SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK! Im still so sick, in fact I think it's getting worse. I was complaining about feeling very cold-to-the-bones and weak last Thursday night...Friday morning to be exact. I've been through this and I know it will not last long, maybe for a day. I went to sleep early.
It's 9.00am on Friday morning and I'm suppose to go to Genting today with my roomates and some new people. I was to wake up to wash my car and accompany Karen to buy contact lenses only to find out I was still having those cold feelings as last night. Paranoid I went to bath hopefully to make it better, but got even more weak. My roomate force me to sleep hopefully that I would feel better for the trip later at noon. I slept. When I woke up, I was feeling all better already. Quickly packing up the remaining stuff I choose to ignore yesterday night due to less energy, I went to bath and went down to cafeteria with Karen to meet Jackie, Rachel and David. We had lunch there and off we go to KL Central to meet the other group members. There was Grace, Arthur, Soo, and Jennifer. We say our quick hello before rushing to the bus that is awaiting us downstairs. It was a bumpy, bumpy ride only to make me feeling worse. I was having slight car sick and feeling cold at the same time. At once, I even had to borrow Rachel's shoulder to ease the dizziness and the bumpiness.
Once we reach cable car station, I was feeling better a little only to find out David and Karen secretly took pictures of me sleeping without my knowledge. Argh, the horror. I must look horried in those. After we reached to the top, we checked in to First World Hotel. Grace had booked the Deluxed Room for us so BIGGER BED, BIGGER ROOM, MORE PRIVACY(in a way). We quickly ran up to our rooms and slumped into the most comfortable bed and fluffy pillows, only to know the rooms are actually connected. They started to give unexpected visits as I tried to get some rest but failed to do so, instead we began taking pictures, funny pictures. Half way through I couldn't stand it, I slumped on the bed to get a quick sleep. I woke up later to bath and get ready for dinner and CLUBBING later. It's been a while since I've went for a party. HORRAY to party!
On our way there, I feel Im getting a little bit giddy and my stomach feels uncomfortable. The group decided to walk around a little bit only to settle down for dinner. The more we walk, the worse I felt until there's one time I have to squad down to ease the pain. My roomate was horrified at my pale face. I was too in pain to answer her. I thought I was having gastric that I went to get something to eat, herbal egg is all I could find. After finishing it, my grumbling stomach gotten worse. What is it Im having? I've finished my period already, impossible its PMS. We finally settle down for Hainanese Chicken Rice. It's the most expensive and horrid tasting restaurant I've ever been in Genting. My steamed chicken rice cost me around RM11 and it's the most tasteless, greasy, disgusting chicken rice I've ever eaten only to make me feel like vomiting after consuming it. The group planned to go for Karaoke after dinner. I couldn't even hear what they were saying, only busy trying to hold my vomit. I told them I couldn't take it I need to go back to our room to get some rest. Off I go alone, vomit a little and slept for 1 and a half hour.
Later on, Karen called and ask whether I want to joined them for clubbing. Hell yeah, I wouldn't miss it for a thing. We agreed to meet around 11 o'clock. I was feeling better already as I quickly dressed up and walk to CLoud9. Horrified at the emptied place, I walk towards our table. To our horror, they were playing 80's and 90's. We tried to request for a more upbeat song but failed to do so. So we had a round of 'murdering' and quickly finished our cocktails and club hopped to Safari. It was good. The band was playing all the song's we've requested. We dance a little before my roomate, Jennifer and Rachel got disturbed by this group of old fags. We left.
We walked back to our room, changed and decided to go for supper as I kept whinning how hungry I am. We walked to the staff building requested by Grace. It was cheap but it was filthy. But we're happy the food taste better than the chicken rice. I was eating half way then the feeling strikes back. Off to nausea island. I was trying to gulp down my vomit and dizziness. I forced down quater of the maggie mee goreng and pass the plate to Arthur, the food processor machine. He's incredible at gulping down foods. We walked back and slept till next morning.
After whole morning of rides, the God decided no more rides for us as it started to rain. Cursing under my breathe we went for lunch at the food court for a round of bah kut teh(Claypot Pork in Herbal Sauce). When I settle down on the bench, the feeling starts again. Cursing, wondering what am I feeling all this while, I ate but only able to eat quater of the rice and few pieces of meat. My face went pale again. We decided to go back since the rain got heavier. It was a tiring day. With the heavy lugage, we had to took a cable car to the bus stop, a bus to Gombak Putra LRT station, then from the LRT station to KL Central, then took a train(KTM)back to Nilai and finally, took a cab back to college. I told them to take the college bus but no one choose to believe that there is a bus at 8 o'clock. So we paid extra RM3 for a cab. I went to bath and went out with my geng for dinner. Middle of the dinner I feel like vomiting. I was suspecting myself having food poisoning but doubt it as most of the food I ate, my roomate and the gang did ate it and they're all feeling alright.
When I went back, I was having terrible case of diarhoea and vomiting. I couldn't take it so I slept earlier. The next day, the diarrhoea continues so I went to a clinic to be confirmed that I did had food poisoning. I had an injection on the butt and some medicines to consumed before meal. Oh, the injection make me feel so drowsy that I slept on and off for one and a half day. Even my butt feels painful and my right leg constantly cramp. Blah, it was a terrible experience of mine to Genting. Maybe it is a good way to lose some weight huh? *wink*
