An injured throat from that terrible puking session last night.
Queasy stomach.
Letter of rejection from my last glimpse of hope.
Inability to focus on anything today.
Can things get any worse?
Yeah, not being able to find anyone to talk to now.
my life is pathetic.
read an email from colorgenic today. Interesting topic. How apt and timely for today.. "Being moody is contagious". But today, i'm not going to care about anything. I just need an outlet.
Even a hot cup of ginseng tea wrongly brewed is a comfort now. (i asked for a cup of hot ginger tea but i'm not blaming my maid because i doubt she knew that there 2 different bottles)