2002-10-21 & 10:22 p.m. : please, hot tea and orange slices.
i believe i have begun my annual bout of bronchitis.
i believe i have begun my annual bout of bronchitis.
this will be my great battle of aught 2.
i hate being sick when i am by myself. i never feel more alone.
how do people live alone and get sick and not cry themselves exhausted?
where's my brother to rub my back?
one day, i'll grow up, i promise.
right now, though, what i wouldn't give for my mom bringing me a nice cup of soup and sitting down with me to watch a video.
