And I'm foaming damn hard.

I have been coughing, and I feel that I'm on the verge of coughing my lungs out. Out of all the mediocre illness in the world, I really really really really really hate coughing. It this a huge pain in the arse.

Also, I have to get well soon, because there's always this window period for blood donations.

I want to go home, and be showered with tender loving care.

Moving on, I'm kind of in an emotional disarray now. I can't explain why but I just need to whine and let it out for a bit. I like to impose imperfections on people, just so that they can be less unreachable. And yes, contrary to popular belief, I do have a rather low self-esteem okay.

Hall life is mad busy too. I hardly sleep before 0300 everyday. Thank goodness, there's berryberry here to energise my fatigue soul.

Lastly, I'm almost 2 weeks behind webcasts. 'nuff said.

Life's damn tough.

it matters not who I am but who I want to be.

till next time.