I feel

-          Like a BIG fool

-          Like crying

-          Disappointed

-          Dizzy

-          Like a leaking sewage tank

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I

-          Cried on the way back home

-          Fought tears for over two hours in school

-          Ate too much of chocolate

-          Want to sleep for a few days

-          Want to get it back

I think I’m getting really good with the pretending thing; my mum just asked me why I am in such a GOOD mood. (Yay.)

On the nice side,

-          It’s Holiday time!!!

-          People are in town!!!

Excerpt from 'Neha’s Notebook Of Nonsense':

" The day I almost flunked the subject that made me draw a caliper

She made me Santa’s lil helper

Make them her one, and her one too, she said, without turning into a shopper

Hey, what does she think I am, I thought, jobless Betty Cooper?

 
Am I a good girl?

No, no, no

So obvious a fact,

Then how can she not know? "

Okay.

So today I will not beat around the bush, or indulge in mush (Did I EVER do that?). I will just simply give this matter a push.

I’m dying.

That basically sums it all up. I’m dying.

My immune system has given up completely.

The white flag has been hoisted.

I will be dead in a few days.

I will no longer loiter around this place in a short while.

I will be dead and gone forever soon.

Now, I’m presuming that the message had sunk in and you have your party cap on already, but before you go buy that bottle of drink, I’d like you to be a part of my will and to do so all you have to is give me your list and then you can go ‘Party like a rock star’ (Incase you haven’t heard that bit of “music”, I’d just say – Ignorance is bliss).

Moving on to more trivial issues, here’s a list of all the maladies/ diseases/ infirmities/ disorders that seem to have got the better of me:

- Firstly I was born mental. That doesn’t need no underscoring.

- Secondly, I’m still mentally deranged. Yes, I know you need no reminding, but then typing it was highly imperative (You know dying man’s last wish and all that balderdash).

- Thirdly, I’m at the moment suffering from a slightly uncommon form of common cold which involves severely diluted mucous flowing down the nostrils at frequent intervals of time but I’m still able to breathe in, and even out,  more efficiently than usual.

-Fourthly, the ineludible fever is loitering around off and on too.

(NOTE: ‘off and on’ and ‘on and off’ are two different phrases [duh] with different meanings. The first part I had figured out, but the latter half is what I was unaware of until recently).

- Fifthly, I can’t move even a finger once in a while. So much so that someone had to screw and unscrew my lenses during some nonsense Physics practical exam.

- Sixthly, my eyes have simply disappeared and are just about visible in the form of Voldemort-like slits. Not only that, the iris is painted red too.

- Seventhly, my ears are blocked, along with my throat. I can’t hear short-range sounds. But I’m turning hypersensitive to distant ones. And I sound like that alien in a pink short dress from ‘Dude, where’s my car?’

- Eighthly, like I had mentioned earlier, I suffer from Anterograde Amnesia.

- Ninthly, I’ve been reading poetry.

- Tenthly, I have absolutely no control over the coordination and locomotion part of my vital body activities. I fell down flat on my face though I didn’t actually trip over anything and scraped my knees and arms.

- Eleventhly, I guess my hypersensitivity to sounds and odours adds to my slightly Autistic behavior.

- Twelfthly, I feel like a wasp made of smoke.

- Thirteenthly,  I’m also emotionally ill. The Great Depression has arrived again. Zio is definitely going to stay over for a long while this time.

- Fourteenthly, winter will arrive soon and the epidermis of the cells which form the outer most skin of my palm will start shedding, and I will be reduced to doing 'Lady Macbeth' like hand-scrubbing movements.

- Fifteenthly, My rib-cage is aching badly along with my brain and skull.

- Sixteenthly, I seem to have/show all symptoms of Malaria, the most important one being tiny red bumps all over my limbs.

- Most Importantly, I’m also so full of lethargy and I suffer from an OCD that involves inability to eschew exaggeration, amplification and the like.

And yes, I’m a Hypochondriac too.