Recently, I think I've suffering from a bout of Evie-tism. No, it's not what you think; it's not too much of Evie in my face. It's that I've been having the I'm-starving-but-I've-no-appetite thing that she always have. Before I go on any further, I must clarify this once and for all; I never ever lose my appetite. I don't think I'll still have space of a last bite of tiramisu on my dying bed, if there's time. So, it's really a strange thing, this loss of appetite thing.
Besides that, I'm also having problem sleeping at night. Which is another thing that I have to clarify; sleep is very very precious to me. I don't lose sleep for nothing.
I've also been feeling lousy about the job, and feeling like not working. But hey, that's nothing really new. It happens every other day.
So I'm still trying to figure out what's wrong with me. Where did this bout of Eve-tism come from?
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