Bedridden

I am sitting on my bed with tissues all around me, unwell, with phlegm in my throat, mucus in my nose and pain in my ears. I am in the worst state yet, I have never felt so sick before.

I have been hearting plenty of pictures over at We Heart It, immensely occupied by the dazzling snapshots of things and people and of those guilty pleasures; an excuse to make me forget the agonizing pain I'm going through.

I have made a few arrangements to meet up with friends and I hope I can keep them all intact. I must get well before school starts again, or I will die trying to contain the mucus and phlegm from oozing out in class.

I am all pessimistic this weekend.


Change can be so hard sometimes but we must face the inevitable, no?