I've got a balakoo on my forehead. Tsk. I do mean a haematoma. Should start using jargon more often instead of slang!
And why do i have one? Because i somehow knocked my forehead against something while i nodded off in the bus(yes i always do try to sleep on public transport). How it actually hit something remains questionable because my head is always either lying on the back of the seat, or by its side against the window, or just hanging loosely by the neck. (I understand that i can bruise my brow bone because it has happened a few times.) But how the fuck did the front part of my forehead hit anything? Hmm... This is so embarrassing.
Back on MTX again. Thank goodness my liver is fine(by definitions of a medical doctor, because to a layperson, any deviation could've been bad). Let the MTX go forth and kill my innocent cells! Not like my immune system gets suppressed(though it's supposed to happen). Dancing does wonders to your body man...
Tired tired tired. So many things to do. Study, revise, watch CBT, projects, take naps, exercise, homework(yeah we actually do have homework now... gah...). Pfft. 1st test next week and i'm gonna die for it man.
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