Thursday, July 26, 2007

I HATE being sick. Loathe it. Despise it. Abhor it. And every other word existent in the Oxford that's a synonym to that. You get bored, so you either eat, or don't because you feel like puking when you do. Which could jolly well be due to the ridiculous amount of bitter sugarless green tea you've been having - like what, 5 cups? or 6, feels like. And all you wanna do is throw up but nothing'll come out and if you do, all the meds will just come out, which is a total waste BECAUSE I WANT TO GET WELL SOON, BLOODY HELL.

Ironically though, I've eaten more for breakfast + lunch than most days, which is doing me good, but then the kitchen ran out of food fast so I had an apple for dinner & lunch was at frickin 1pm :( Tell me, how can I NOT get gastric?

I've finished The Deathly Hallows though, took up most of the day to pass the boredom. Good book with a twist, but the epilogue was just shit - NINETEEN YEARS LATER, WHAT THE HELL? I shall not spoil it for anyone but, holy jebus man.


OKAY MY HEAD IS HURTING LIKE A BLOODY MOTHER. Its the mix of light & heavy headedness, plus my hands are shaking & my ears are stuffed because my nose is, too. All this, & I STILL have to get up at 9am tomorrow & go to school early for a project.