i haven't been this sick for a long time. my fingers are now the fastest-moving part of me. in the midst of evolving into an oversized sloth.
thermometer's beside me, reads 37.4 degrees celsius. now, that's lower than i imagined/would like it to be. my brain must be kinda fried.
i would have liked a weekend filled with doing nothing academic at all.
which is what happened this weekend.
BUT, i definitely didn't mean spending it all languidly, trying to rest but trying not to fall asleep because i know i'll wake up feeling like shit, and rushing to the toilet every 3 minutes to cough out phlegm, and crawling to the tissue-box every minute to blow out all those never-ending mucus. i'm extracting so much, i should be lighter.
and now, i just feel kinda scared somehow. (its the society getting to me) that i haven't done anything academic. never mind that it's kinda been going on for weeks. OKAY, ever since semester two started really. but at least, last week i had project deadlines and frightful nightmares of Project Kill-lazy-projectmate to keep me working on the projects. bah.
i don't like how we're living in such a hardworking society. SLOW DOWN. i'm thinking of not going to school tomorrow, if i still feel sick. okay, actually even if i wasnt still feeling sick. (had to go to the toilet again. sink-blownose-coughphelgm-peemedicinefluid routine.)
shitloads of photos to upload. it feels tiring just to envision me walking to get the camera. -shrivels up and dies.
YESTERDAY di came back. okay just saying that puts a little zing back into me. -tries to sit up and flops over. anyway, she looked rather bright and cheery! which was very heartening for me and mab. i got a bit worried for her towards the end of well, then. and im sure glad she looked okay, for now at least. :) we'll have plenty to catch up on, yar babuseng. and those krispy kremes are yummmmmmm. my brother even said it tasted like hashbrowns. HMM.
can you hear the soft swoosh of the butterflies' wings. 10:06 PM.