i wake up every morning praying hard that i will have sudden high fever. then MC!
but nope. my prayers didn't work at all.
i fell sick during the second week of itp. but no fever.
wait, it was slight fever with cough and flu. not enough for me to get MC.
think of it in another way, i'm kinda proud of myself. for surviving this itp without any problem and full attendance too :)

"Love was supposed to move mountains,
to make the world go round,
to be all we need,
but it fell apart at the details."

i read this from a book. It's how the mother felt for her son. Losing someone physically isn't as scary as losing his soul.
Ugh, it's those kind of books that you can't help but keep thinking of it.

omg, 2 more days.