now as i lay in bed looking at the world pass by
it is a little small on the left, and a bit bigger on the right.
and medicine for my hurting eyes are flowing into my mouth through my head.
it taste like hell, and makes me want to cry! :(

would anyone like to pick me some flowers.
and make me happy today?

at least i know when im laying in bed
with sad songs repeating on my ipod.
there are people that's just like me.

like adlin said:
'i went to the doctors myself, and my mom made me sleep in the living room'
yea, i guess a sixteen year old responsible girl will bear things like this so she'll spare her siblings from this hell.

so its okay if im made to scrub the house with dettol, and listen to silly nonsence from people with wonderful healthy eyes.
cause yes, we are conjunctiva warriors :D

i would not think about the class photo
nor the choir photo
and the fact tt we're missing out assembly and crapday today.
after this post.