Sick. Again.

I think I get sick quite often. I still remember the last time I fell sick. Around this time last year too I think. So torturous. I couldn't sleep last night. Lying awake on the bed, feeling hot and cold at the same time. In the end I got a cup of water and saw that it was only 3 o'clock in the morning! And I thought I've been lying there for forever! Torturous. So I went back to bed, bend myself together like a baby and finally sweated a little bit, I think. Eventually I fell asleep. But still, it was a very bad night.

In the college the whole day, I seriously didn't feel well. The cold weather made it worse. And the air-conditioned classes was the worst. Other than that, I felt like vomiting all the time. As if I'm actually pregnant. =.= It was horrible. To make it worse, I felt like screaming at everyone I know. The slightest dislike that I had in my mind, I felt like making a big deal out of it, just to find a reason to unleash the rage. Horrible horrible feeling.

I hope I get better tomorrow! And I hope this horrible horrible feeling go away. Because with it, all I see is pessimism and anger and hatred and dismay.