Love is enough: though the world be a-waning,
And the woods have no voice but the voice of complaining,
Though the skies be too dark for dim eyes to discover
The gold-cups and daisies fair blooming there under,
Though the hills be held shadows, and the sea a dark wonder,
And this day draw a veil over all deeds passed over,
Yet their hands shall not tremble, their feet shall not falter:
The void shall not weary, the fear shall not alter
These lips and these eyes of the loved and the lover.
- William Morris
// Thursday, January 5
my stomach's churning. it's making a symphony i tell you.. and i officially went through fever last night. a proper fever for 2 nights consecutively. i've never encountered such a case before. my fever actually went up to 38.5 degrees celsius and i was burning, like hell. it felt horrible. i was perspiring and i felt queasy inside. and i felt my head being fried. even my eyes felt hot. bah.. i really hope it won't come tonight again.
and the worst of all, i've been having diarrhea and i'm feeling nauseus all the time. fuck. what a way to start the year.ciao.
scripted at 4:01 PM