cold, sick, and all alone...boohoo...

I've been sick since Monday.
I knew I was sick on Monday because I felt the infection in my throat.
Sure enough, on Tuesday, I checked with my doctor, and it was a throat infection.

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I wrote about 3 short stories this week.
Quite emotional stories.
One was about a robot.
The second was about dreaming.
The third doesn't really qualify as a story at all.
It's just my 400 word opinion on why 'The Joker' from the latest Batman installment is the the best villain ever.

Of coarse, at the end of the day, I scraped all three of them
I think that's why I blog.
Because it's less satisfying to click a delete button than crumple up paper and hurl it at a bin.
I don't like deleting posts as much as I like destroying my stories.

Hah...what a waste.

I'm cold because I stopped using the air conditioning.
Why?
Am I crazy?
Am I trying to conserve energy/save money?
Nope, I'm just super-influenced by that Navy SEALS book I've been reading.
Ever since last Monday(the week before this Monday), everytime I see my chubby self in my favourite mirror, I go Navy SEAL on my own ass.

In plain english, that means I drop and push em out.

In Malaysian english, I push up 10 times.

Then I get back up, and say Hooyah.
Just like the SEALs do.

And I've had ice cold showers the whole last week.

Which explains my illness.(what a dumbass)

And now, I'm freezing, with a fever, the windows are WIDE open.
It just rained, so the temperature must be about 24 degrees celcius.

NAVY SEALS BABY!

And I'm lonely because I haven't seen my friends in days.
Plus, I'm lonely because my quarter Irish, quarter British, semi Chinese, Malaysian neighbor, DANIEL has been and will be missing till SPM is over.

Which is, to me, like losing three of your fingers.

Yup.

That bad.

I should be in the News for this!!!