nausicaa83 | (no subject) (Reply)

I guess my mind doesn't know the meaning of metaphors. I dreamed I was in mom's room at the hospital, and everytime I tried to go out of the door I ended up in that room again. Subtle, I say. When I woke up I was still tired, but didn't feel like staying in bed anymore. Lately I'm sleeping only a few hours every night, I'm getting a bit worried. And I don't eat that much. Yesterday I ate a whole lunch at this friend's house, and when I came back home my stomach ached like mad and I almost threw up. Still in the last six months I didn't lose any weight. If this goes on for a while I'll call my doctor, though I think it could be just flu, I still have it after two weeks. Bleagh.

I'm downloading lots of movies I had in my to-see list for years (like Goodfellas), and some I haven't watched in a while and want to see again (like Seven Samurai: I have it in vhs, but it's the censored version... =_= ), so that'll keep my mind concentrated on something else than my life for a while.