i'm falling ill...
due credit must be given to my dear bunkmates whom, without fail, i have skirmishes against almost every night until 1am this week O_o
the skirmishes enagaged all five senses: seeing, hearing, tasting (ugh), smelling, touching.
my ultimate reward for losing the battles, every time, may be the right not to book in on sunday D: that is, i fall sick.
and now, why am i still awake?
gah. i'll get my hands on you two, one day! *waves a pillow mockingly*
n.b. to bunkmate: just kidding... but i AM falling ill.
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