I am an individual who chooses to be unique. I clearly am not scene,
emo, punk, etc. I am me. I really dislike it when people label me as this 'Harajuku-lover' (just because I am Japanese[?!] BULLSHIT!), etc (because
most of them are basically just posers)--and I am anything but a poser. I am nice to those who show me kindness, but I can be a bitch. I like profanity for I
see it as a heavily-influenced form of self-expression. If you have a problem with me and you start saying shit about me, I will retaliate and will give you
ten folds the bullshit you attempted to throw at my direction. Apart from that, I enjoy playing Ragnarok and the things I like include intelligent
writing, fiction, chocolate, colourful socks, color in its entirety, and the character Donald Duck from Disney.
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Ha ha. Yeah, the title says it all. I have the flu (as I mentioned yesterday--or the other day--yup, other day.) Imagine that, I wasn't able to blog at all yesterday!
Well I've been reacquainted with my bed these past few days, and Nana has too! She's been looking after me like a watch dog and never leaves my side unless someone rings the doorbell.
When I said she never leaves my side, I advise that you take it literally. She really never does. Even when I take a piss or get tissue from the stock room for my cold. Oh how I admire this dog's loyalty. I really do.
Nevertheless, I've had such awkward dreams during my 21-22 hours of sleep per day. Of course, I'd have to discuss that next time for I really don't feel so well. Better catch up on how things are going with my bed.
EDIT: So I decided to wake up.
Apparently we have homework posted on our e-leap. But as I am "too sick" to do anything, I'd rather take advantage of that. Hoho.
Apart from eating lunch at 12, I also decided to get hungry. Rather, the metallic taste in my mouth is beginning to get me really, very annoyed.
Also, I realised how much I get annoyed at other people's rants apart from mine. I read this one blog just now about him being so stressed out about this one girl who doesn't even care about him, or I don't know, I don't care either.
Maybe I'm just too irritable when I'm sick?
I asked the maid to fetch me more of that tinola from today's lunch, but it seems that I've already finished most of the soup. What's worse is that it's quite too cold for my liking and it's not really doing anything to soothe my taste buds.
So since I am confined to this room till God-knows-when, I decided to take up on a new fanfic called "Sugar Daddy"--now don't get me wrong. I only started reading this because of the number of its reviewers.
I also have this weird feeling--I have no idea whether it's just fucking gas or shit that's trying to tell me, "YOU'VE GOT FUCKING DIARRHEA." Either way, I don't think I have the resistance to stay on the toilet for hours, so it'll have to wait.
Thank God, the maid finally brought me the lemonade I asked for. Not really sure whether it's a good pair for tinola, but fuck that, I'm drinking it anyway.