Tuesday, December 29, 2009

I'd rather die.

7:16am

I hate falling sick. I hate waking up with a headache, feeling all nauseous.Top it up with a burning fever.

Not to mention the pill taking.

Burning fever, check.

Cold shower at 2am cos I was burning way too hot? Check.

No appetite, sounding fucked up and having to crawl to bed? Check,check,check.

Took the pills, and tried to sleep. I didnt know the difference between sleeping and not sleeping. My eyes were shut,but why is my thoughts still coherent?I dont feel tired, yet I dont feel like Ive rested.

I "woke" up cos my stomach was growling loudly- a sure sign of a building gastric, yet I dont feel like eating.Instead, im experiencing this strange mounting panic, and I can swear my brain is working at 1000km per hour.

Im not fucking hungry,then why does it hurt?

Fuck panadol, fuck being sick. Fuck everything.

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