i wanna write. i hav things in my head. i hav pictures too. but i dun hav the strength. the malas-ness is all over i my - my spine, my bones, my everythg. i ended up doin dis - at least i wldnt go hitting my Mumuland wit kinda feelin dat i need to do sthg, yet i am not.
i feel feverish. i wish i am still on-leave trow, which definitely, in a real world - dat wld means a no no. done wit lite early dinner. done wit Brufen. i hope trow i'd get better.
gnite, ppl. dream some dreams! a beautiful one, dat is.