Thursday, March 15, 2007

Nothing unusual, nothing strange


I have an immediate desire for it to rain very heavily now. Or to get out of high school immediately. Which ever comes first. And I'm going to impose a ban that people are not allowed to look at my toes. Had 2 failed attempts to blog about my long ordeal yesterday. The posts just disappeared like that! In point form then.


  1. Fever up to 39.8 degrees for a few days! Any more I'd lose my memory or burn my brain cells. Or have to be hospitalized for the ice treatment.
  2. I didn't hear my voice for days!
  3. I almost fainted at home (I thought I was losing my vision)
  4. I felt the earthquake and thought my giddyness was severe!
  5. The sorethroat's pain was the worse pain I felt in my life.
  6. I vomited one container full of phlegm! Eww.
  7. Once your body's spoilt it's .. Spoilt :[


That's it for the trivia. I'm still not allowed to drink coke or eat a single peanut. Though I secretly ate chocolate and got a super bad stomachache as punishment. And I'm doing what I do best now-- Wasting time. I hate wasting time. It's already Thursday! So fast! And I haven't really like transported anywhere other than the doctor's and at home for 2 weeks already. Apart from dinner on Sunday when my Mum was terrified I'd just collapse or something.


Chinese New Year's over! Sudden revelation. I'm still wasting time. Which is really bad because we don't live for very long! Fish shop. This is what suddenly popped into my mind. I even saw the fish. My mind's not working very well. Apple pie. Pi. Funny how images like to visit my brain. No I'm not crazy.

All day staring at the ceiling
Making friends with shadows on my wall
All night hearing voices telling me
That I should get some sleep
Because tomorrow might be good for something
Hold on
Feeling like I'm headed for a breakdown
And I don't know why

But I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell
I know right now you can't tell
But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see
A different side of me
I'm not crazy, I'm just a little impaired
I know right now you don't care
But soon enough you're gonna think of me
And how I used to be

I'm talking to myself in public
Dodging glances on the train
And I know, I know they've all been talking about me
I can hear them whisper
And it makes me think there must be something wrong with me
Out of all the hours thinking
Somehow I've lost my mind

I've been talking in my sleep
Pretty soon they'll come to get me
Yeah, they're taking me away