I can't sleep well; not when I have my stupid shoulder/neck pains again. I kept asking Wilson if he could just massage my shoulders abit but he keeps saying no. I don't wanna ask anymore. I wish Layka was here..
Its getting damn pain to the extend I can't really turn my head to my right without straining my shoulders. Not only is this strain on my shoulders/neck keeping me awake, I have this fucked up rash too! I developed this fucked up itchy red spotty rashes a few days ago. It started at my feet and now it's all over my legs and hands and its creeping to my back. I totally freaked, went to the pharmacy and got some cream and pills. It should go away in a few days, if it doesn't, I have to go see the doctor. Great.
Not only I don't have a love life, I'm physically fucked as well. What's next? Academically fucked? Spiritually fucked? I've been mentally fucked for awhile now, so somehow that doesn't count.
I'm annoyed, pissed, itchy, in pain and sleepy.
Someone sing me a lullaby and get "he" to massage me to sleep!
Monday, 10 April 2006
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Sleep, baby, sleep
Your father tends the sheep
Your mother shakes the dreamland tree
And from it fall sweet dreams for thee
Sleep, baby, sleep
Sleep, baby, sleep
Sleep, baby, sleep
Our cottage vale is deep
The little lamb is on the green
With snowy fleece so soft and clean
Sleep, baby, sleep
Sleep, baby, sleep
hehe..love ya..
*muakxx!!**~
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