puffed.


39.1 degrees is no joke. The head felt like it was exploding.
Two days of 38.3 and above was rather worrying.
First the tonsils, then the throat, then the nose. Ugh.
I hate having to feel sleepy 24/7. Imagine multiplying the drowsiness by 3 folds thanks to the various types of medication.
It makes you feel really unproductive.
It's so potent this time round that even my poor poptart seems to be down as well.
):

approach.


To the many people out there going through a tough phase.

Give time, time.
(:

seven.


Someone wise said this.
"I hate daytime. The sun exposes too much."

Such depth.

"73 97 1 3."


5 9 97.
1 84 3.

breakeven.


This is a lot harder than I thought it'd be.

facade.


Sometimes I think I'm not who I thought I was.
Just sometimes.

Cumbersome persistent migraine.
Either Sunprox is a stupid medicine, or the migraine's just that stagnant.
):

--

Deep inside of you.

"mediocre".


What do you do with people who think they're always right?
AND still have double standards all at the same time?
And whatever you say goes one ear in and out the other, without processing the words coming outta your mouth?

I've been judged right from the beginning.
What should one do then?
IF you've been there the whole fucking time, then I can't say anything.
But you haven't.

I've learnt zero from you.
Comes off as no surprise to me, frankly.

I know I'll be a better one than you were.
Hold it, if you've imparted zero but unconstructive feedback to me,
then would you even be classified as one?
Hmm.