Friday, January 16, 2009

To walk into school with a swollen (rotting) left pinky.
To hear someone telling me to fucking screw off.
To lose my temper at the taxi driver for constantly asking me which route to take.
To yell at my mum for calling me numerous times when she already knew that I was on my way.
To hear the doctor say that he can't do anything about my finger.
To indulge myself in senseless thoughts (like how badly I need a new haircut and how desperately I need to shed some fats)
To wake up from my nap not feeling any better.
To still feel the same way after >12 hours.

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