Archive for October 8, 2010

HELLO WORLD.

HELLO WORLD. It’s 11:30 of the clock on a Friday evening and I have to find a cure to my overly sensitive lungs ASAP. I have been entirely dead for the past  3 days and this couple of short breaths is making me panic each day. Medical language is so much part of my daily language that I’ve even listed the generic, brand name and uses of quite a few medications. Asthma I swear– everything about you is so very much NAWSOME.

But somehow I managed to get through you, popping  too many Celestamines, well, unscathed. Except for a short allergic reaction and a bunch of small, asthma attacks during my pole classes and workouts aka exercising. But these are just all minor-league. This is what really bothers me: NO MATTER HOW MUCH I LOVE DANCING WHY IS IT I FEARED DANCING WONT LOVE ME BACK. :[

AND Check-up!

I haven’t gone to the doctor yet for a seriouusss check-up! At least a decent one instead of some self-healing rituals I always make do of myself  in hopes of getting a fast recovery. I find it a little pretentious, NO JOKE. AND SERIOUSLY, I CAN’T BE THAT BAD AT PERSONAL CARE.  But I’m home now and took my meds already. SO I guess it’s ok (?) I’m actually looking forward to lesser daytime dramas, but these words are just floating in thin air and they all seem to spell the word FAIL. :/

SORRY PEOPLE, I AM TIRED. I AM DEADZZ. SO I’M CUTTING THIS ONE SHORT.

P.S. I AM NOT RANTING OR SCREAMING OR INSANE  FOR WHAT IT’S WORTH. MY SHIFT KEYS ARE JUST STUCKED THAT’S ALL. GOODNIGHT WORLD.

(yes there’s a HEART; I still love you dear reader) siD