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stupid haze screwed up my throat. now i can barely even speak. i sound like a dying whale and no, i'm not exaggerating. so if you wanna contact me, just drop me a msg. attempting to talk would be too painful. for my throat and for your ears. i hope our air quality really gets better. today's PSI: 80. can't believe they still consider that moderate. i'm practically choking. i find fresher air in my room than i do in my balcony. sigh. charlie's out. the initial plan was to go over to his place and then go for 5:30 mass at st mike's and then head down to walas but i'm too scared to even go to my balcony let alone leave my house. the haze is just way too thick for me. what if i get an asthma attack and collapse and die?? yeah yeah yeah. i know. i'm just being paranoid but i'm starting to feel like my house is on fire. it's funny how i'm so affected by the haze when i smoke. strange huh? but i've stopped for 4 days now. pretty good progress i must say. ok i'm gonna make my self my billionth cup of honey water. think i'm gonna be surviving on insulin shots soon enough. I never thought you'd last I never dreamed you would You watch your life go past You wonder if you should If I could be your punk rock princess Would you be my garage band king? im in a dilemma at 1:32 PM
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