21st March 2002
My back aches with every little movement. Heat envelopes my eyeballs everytime I blink. My ribs are sore from lying down far too much. Urgh... the wonders of a 40 degree fever.
Missed work today, need to be up and running by tomorrow and slaving in front of a comp does not solve that. But i've slept so much in the afternoon sleep is the last thing i possibly want.
This is the second time in a month that i've gotten ill. What is wrong with me? so much for the new year's resolution of staying healthy. Wait a minute, did i say that at all? my feverish head disallows me to think sanely.
The bowl of herbal soup slowly cools as I alternate between chatting and writing this. *sluurp*
It's prolly a month since i got my industrials, replaced it with cbr's and a hoop and yet mom's not realised it being there yet. Well either that or she thinks i'm wearing fakes... just like what she thought about my navel ring...
Right I need sleep... back to bed.
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