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Saturday, July 14, 2007

Being sick is such a miserable thing. I've been down and out the past week, and I've never felt more pathetic. A fever and headache which feels as if something is constantly hammering at your head, and I can't even start to explain how disgusting it was to have your sense of taste warped. Everything tastes bitter, even the water I drink.

I don't like being sick.

writing at 11:46 AM