I'm utterly bored again. I think I'm sick, because my limbs are cold and my head is hot. I popped a panadol and continued mugging, which is wrong, but I'm feeling better now.





My cough is still pretty bad though. I'm getting so good at self-medication, that my mother doesn't know I'm ill. Haha. Anyway, don't learn. I did it for the dinner she was cooking. I hate porridge.






I think I'm sick, but I'm indeed sick. I hate coughs.