Second day staying at home. I should learn to sit up more and not keep lying down and sleeping so that my cells will learn how to fight better :) Kind of late for that, isn't it.

SO. Another day of spending the morning facing the four corners of this home and dying and sleeping and... eating nothing but bread and preserved fruits. I haven't fully recovered yet! Man, tell me I'm weak.

Fuck, I hate being sick.

Mum's taking me to aunt's now, if I haven't recovered by tomorrow I don't want to live anymore.