Confessions of an Undisguised Drama Queen

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Monday, August 29, 2005

If maths truly exists, then I hope the little happy things in life add up; taking the gloom away.

One of the few little things that made me feel better despite a mucus-running nose, an extremely painful throat and a head-throbbing fever.

My buddy, Von, sent me this picture this afternoon, for no particular reason, but looking at it just brings back many happy memories. It's the kind of feeling where you can't stop smiling to yourself, thinking: 'Those were the days...'

This was taken a whole 5 years ago when we were only in our sweet sixteens. It was a memorable trip to Perth with the band. I really miss those days in band... there was, no doubt, a great sense of belonging. Something that I crave so badly these days.

Reminiscing does shift some focus off the present, numbing whatever pain or woes that were gnawing incessantly before.

Then there was sweet and caring Tresa who bought lunch and dinner back for me. I'm really one lazy bum. Had she not offered to buy food back, I'll probably live on water and my vitamins... too weak to go out to get food. Thanks gal!

Now, there's nothing I want more than to get well... I hate feeling weak. Bleah...

[Time of Confession] 10:02 PM
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