Psychotic Rock Star

The melancholy life of the Psychotic wannabe Rock Star.

Sunday, November 12, 2006

i tire

Home is... just as I left it. Hot, humid and er... tiring. I'm exhausted. And my stomach feels like it's dying. I have loads to do. Need to go and get my stuff done. Need to get to sleep or else tomorrow = die.

My sense of time has gone haywire. My head is aching. My stomach is aching. My body is just in pain. I think it's because I desperately need to sleep. So that is exactly what I shall do. I shall put a movie on and knock off. Later people.

It's good to be home. I just wish... Well, you know la. My room is a mess.

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