Cold heart warm blood

It takes courage to get out from my comfort zone in such a weather. It takes even more courage (read: stupidity) to get out from the house in baby T, jeans and flip flops. I am not a fan of attention and I feel so naked with so many pair of eyes looking at me today.

On my way to school, a random woman said to me, 'Are you not coldddddd???' 'My brain was too numb to answer. Then I met my group mate and he asked me the same thing again. 'ARE YOU NOT COLDDD??!?!?!.. After class (unofficially), my friends saw me and one of them asked me if I was having hyperthyroidism. I don't appear to have a goitre but she was more interested if I was having a functional thyroid adenoma.

Honestly speaking, I don't give flying fuck about my health. Fried liver. Burnt lungs. Stuffed brain. It's okay. I think my uterus and ovaries are screwed to. I have been enjoying six months of amenorrhea.

Anyway, I cant believe HM gave me a PD for my clinical decision making report. I wonder what made her change her mind from the initial P she crossed. Small deal but I spent ages doing that shiat.