I wanted the post to be called "A Withered Rose" but I'm afraid some people will take it the wrong way.
At times of illness, you can't do much. I've been socially lazy to get out of this room for several reasons. Being sick and lethargic, the climb to level 5 is just too tiring, I have food in the form of a Nutella spread and Gardenia bread along with Mocca's fantastic 3-in-1 instant Nescafe. And the final reason is that, I don't have a reason to go down.
No one to force me to take my meds, or go to the clinic. No one to force me to eat a wholesome meal. I'm free from anyone telling me to do anything. Somehow, it doesn't feel as pleasant as society said it would be.
I feel withered for only eating breakfast at 9. Then off to class, then coming back feeling week, and sleeping for the whole day. My tummy is grumbling to be filled in, and I am not someone that preaches starvation. Tapi tulah, I feel too withered to do anything about it.
Luckily, Jepp came to my room and he jammed using my guitar. I did feel that his guitar skills is severely mocking mine, but thats another story all together. Anywho, it felt good that a mate is here to cheer you up. Heads up for Eupho, Jepp will be playing Come Together by The Beatles.
So now, I feel a wee bit stronger with The Smiths playing in the background, and perhaps will head down to the cafe to catch something. If it's still open.
ps: I don't want the world to see, 'cause I don't think that they'd understand.
At times of illness, you can't do much. I've been socially lazy to get out of this room for several reasons. Being sick and lethargic, the climb to level 5 is just too tiring, I have food in the form of a Nutella spread and Gardenia bread along with Mocca's fantastic 3-in-1 instant Nescafe. And the final reason is that, I don't have a reason to go down.
No one to force me to take my meds, or go to the clinic. No one to force me to eat a wholesome meal. I'm free from anyone telling me to do anything. Somehow, it doesn't feel as pleasant as society said it would be.
I feel withered for only eating breakfast at 9. Then off to class, then coming back feeling week, and sleeping for the whole day. My tummy is grumbling to be filled in, and I am not someone that preaches starvation. Tapi tulah, I feel too withered to do anything about it.
Luckily, Jepp came to my room and he jammed using my guitar. I did feel that his guitar skills is severely mocking mine, but thats another story all together. Anywho, it felt good that a mate is here to cheer you up. Heads up for Eupho, Jepp will be playing Come Together by The Beatles.
So now, I feel a wee bit stronger with The Smiths playing in the background, and perhaps will head down to the cafe to catch something. If it's still open.
ps: I don't want the world to see, 'cause I don't think that they'd understand.
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