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Wednesday, March 15, 2006 Can one ever feel like oneself is dying?Wasting away, gradually but surely... Because, I can. I can feel that I am dying slowly, but surely. And this feeling sucks. Everything seems so off. Nothing (even people) is helping. Uneven skin pigmentation and ugly pimples popping up on my once almost flawless face. Losing hair at a pretty fast rate. Blurry eyesight after every lessons everyday. Getting sick becomes a monthly routine. Tightness in the chest, heaviness in the head. For the past 3 days, I have been down with fever and the cough-until-your-lungs-hurt-and-your-throat-turns-raw cough. My voice has turned hoarse from the cough and the whole face is flushed red from fever. On top of that, I am not getting enough sleep nor rest due to all those infuriating assignments and the looming tests and exams up ahead. I can't afford the time nor do I want to see the doctor. A waste of time, a waste of money. So for the time being, I'm on self-medication. I hope my voice can still hold out for one more day and my body, mind and soul can hold out for another 5 days. I've got a presentation tomorrow. I need my voice and my head - I need to be focused and deliver that extra OOMPH! factor in my presentation tomorrow. So since, I'm so busy and am falling apart soon... I think I'm better off dead. But I'll be back again by next Wednesday, dead or alive. *falls back into my rubies-encrusted, opal-studded and titanium made coffin* ![]() standing solely against the strong Wind, I wonder, when the bright lively flame, of this Candle, will be snuffed out?
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