my temperature's back to normal. i've finished (almost) all my medications. only left with one last day's worth of antibiotics. but i'm having a whole load of trouble feeling normal. though it's been only a week, but it felt like i've been missing out months and months of things and just thinking of the necessity of catching up tires me out. people asked you why were you dress up for winter, and you think to yourself doh i am sick! how could they possibly not know. the whole point is yes it's totally possible that today they see you as this and 2 days later bam you become some weirdo. i don't really know what i'm talking about. just having problems adjusting. i think maybe to a sick person, time goes by slower. my hypothesis is that since you sleep so many times on a single day, it creates this illusion that you'd lived by many more days than you actually have.

i cant believe im saying this but i don't stand still in time whenever i get really sick. i freaking get transported back in time. right now, i'm in november 2008 mentally. and what happened in between is totally a blank. 

dont wth me. i wth myself. is she nuts?