real sick.
now i remember why it sucks. i reckon it's got something to do with the fact that i haven't slept the night before i went to JB, plus the excessive fagging (i still haven't finished the two hardpacks that i bought) and the Causeway air. it really feels like hell, ver2.0, when you can feel your eyes all warm and teary. but thank God the fever's gone and the flu subsided. all that's left to deal with is the cough (from hell). i don't know if it had anything to do with my being sick, but i really have got to do something about my sleeping habits. it really is a phenomenon. i haven't seen the daylight since Sunday. been turning in at 7am/8am then waking up probably about 14 hours later...... for the past three days. tsk tsk tsk.
i haven't shaved in days. i look like a lab rat.
a mexican lab rat.
arrrriba!
but somehow, somewhere along the way i found a new spark. no...... more like she found me. which makes it all the more magical. let's just call her Miss*SparkLE, shall we? received a message on myspace from her one fine day. last Wednesday, to be exact. Vesak Day, i still remember. turns out she's a barrel of laughs. online. i can't really put my finger on it, but somehow the connection just seems so familiar. i keep asking myself if she's actually someone i know, someone who doesn't want me to know who she is. just had my first chat session with her just now. it was a real pick-me-up. she's got a custom-made imagination, that girl. with a really nice name to boot. very...... sparkly. heh. she introduced me to a song that i'm starting to get addicted to, i told her i couldn't swallow big caplets and at the end of the session we were merely reduced to a couple of whacked-out asses lying flat-out on a field of flowers, giggling and laughing our hearts out while staring at the flawless fat blue sky, trying to catch our respective clouds to hug. not bad for a first time. the feeling's just......
*smiles*
well, sparks and mexican lab rats aside, somehow i feel like i'm onto something good. i can feel something's round my way. like all the pleasant things that were suppose to come are finally on its way. though i can't really use my nose at this moment, i can smell the bliss of a new life that should be here anytime soon. where everyday's a day i'd want to replay again and there isn't a limitation to my bliss. i don't really know why i feel this way, but that's how i feel at this very moment. this is limited edition positivity we're talking about here. which is nothing but a good thing. i just hope i'm not smelling something else......
maybe it's due optimism.
maybe it's the medication.
fucking hell, maybe it's just ABBA that i'm playing right now.
all i know is that it feels good to be here.
disco rocks.
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You deserve a medal for this. And teh peng as well. Thank you.