I am sick. I had been sick and am still sick. Ugh! I hate the feeling for which I had been struggling to fight. I've pretended to not be sick and be as active as I could but I ended up doing nothing and just rotting in the bed flooding myself with the sweat.
The only time I felt like getting out of bed is either for a leak or a shower. Otherwise, I'll be raping my bed. So, why do I blog? Just need to wash my system before I had another sleepless night. Jelly shoes. I don't need them but I want them. Hogay, that's not the main thing. The thing is, why do I have the same dream again and again? It is really haunting me and each time I have those dreams again, I feel nauseous and frightened. I saw a man, being slaughtered right before me in the dream!
No, I am not sadistic but that dream haunts me damn bad that I think it's the cause for my temperature to shoots up. Plus, tomorrow is supposed to be BC Welcome Camp and I can't go. Shaits. Double shaits!
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