A vomit-free day, that's something I don't find everyday, if only. Here I am sat right next to a bin waiting for the next throw-up (which I feel is coming up soon) whilst doing my Italian homework (meanwhile writing up a blog entry).
What's in this picture? I don't know, you tell me. I'm blind enough as it is, my eyes are watering up for no reason as though I have conjunctivitis, they feel swollen. My nasal passage is congested, my throat is making me feel itchy.
I'm starving myself to death, simply because there's nothing left to eat at home and the fact that I cannot afford to eat enough for the next three days on £5 remaining. This is going to take some money-saving skills. I refuse to borrow, or an excuse can be made to attack me for when I'm targeted - it's always been the case, right?
I need to get back to my work, I need to do "more than the minimum" they say. And this I will do just that...
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