I think I’m like Dimmesdale. The repression of feelings and the simmering stress within me must be giving me physical symptoms.
Puked out of the blue before American Lit for no apparent reason and then now, feeling nauseous still. Had this spasm of a quite impossible but nevertheless very scary fear… but because it is so irrational, I’m gonna ignore it. Just paranoia playing me. Shoo!
All my friends will probably scold me now, am quite irritated with myself too. Wish time will fast forward…
Grouchy
Irritable
Tired
Sick
Melancholic
Sick stuck at essay!
*sobz*