Just when you start forgetting what if feels like to be sick, you get sick. I've been sick for about a week now, and I don't want to go to the doctor. Why? Because everytime I go, they keep telling me to do or not to something, and it doesn't even have to do with the real illness.

The other day I went to see a dermatologist and she told me not to bite my lip, which I do a lot. I hate that habit too, but I find it hard to stop.

When I went to see the ophthalmologist he told me to eat more vegetables and blah blah, because my face looked like it needed some vitamins.

The other day my ears were hurting so I went to the doctor AGAIN, and he told me to exercise because I was so short, and that not doing exercise could affect my mood. He actually said that if I don't do exercise I would be sad and angry all the time, and so and so. That's so true, but still, I haven't exercised at all.

I know all these were good advice, but still, I felt like they were pointing out my flaws, flaws I hate and I like to think nobody notices, and they remind me that those flaws are visible.

Anyways I'm starting to get better, and I'm not taking any sort of medicine, and I haven't visited the doctor, so everything's good. I hope it doesn't get worse.

Sorry for not blogging, I've been busy with all this illness and...well nothing else.

XoXo
Gaby