My body is a melting candle. I'm in need of energy but never in the mood to intake, and it's not even because I chose not to, but because my body is refusing it. Only willing to survive on what I already have. Slowly, I'm burning up and shrinking in energy. I feel a throbbing pain in my forehead, and it's also internally bleeding. I'm losing strength and the fatigue is taking over. My head and vision are getting foggier by the second. When will my flame go out? When will I be left in nothing?
Fact Of The Day: I wont die
Story Of The Day: Dude, I'm really in the story mood for some reason. :DHooray! Let's get this jazoint going. Wednesday, February 3? no no its the 4th. February 4, 2009. It's been so long since Matt had written a story to Eunice. He thought of writing her stories many times before but....yea he totally forgot about it (my bad). Matt Lee had been "diagnosed" with the stomach flu since Friday night. He doesn't know how he got it in the first place. All he drank was water since Friday. All he did was puke. It was as if he drank a liter of Ipecac or something nasty. Grossness. Matt has gotten better since then. He's still kinda sick but it's all good. Today was pretty wack. He tried to convince his dad to let him stay home. It didn't work. He went to school like a normal child. When he got to school, he was pretty early. He went into his first period class and took a nap. When class started, he was still napping. When class ended, he was still napping. Great. When Matt woke up, he hurried to his next class. He napped in there too. His teachers didn't seem to mind. He napped through his first two classes. In his fifth period, he was somewhat awake. He stayed awake and studied for his Accounting test that he had the class right after. He went to lunch. He wasn't in the mood to eat. It was like he was anorexic. Gross. Matt didn't eat for 3, almost 4 days. He wasn't hungry at all. Weirdo. Then came Accounting. He forgot everything he studied. He was screwed. Matt's life got saved after a FOB friend of his brought a crazy good cheat sheet. Matt used it, aced the test, and felt kinda bad. He didn't want to cheat but yea. He was under pressure. Well, that was Matt Lee's school day. Pretty normal right? The things that happened after school had to be the weirdest things that ever happened in Matt Lee's life. When he got on his bus, he fell asleep. Halfway during the bus ride, he woke up because everyone on his bus was freaking out. This little freshman boy was getting beat up by this nerdy chick. Matt woke up, stared at the "fight" and went back to sleep. Matt didn't have enough energy to laugh but he was laughing in the inside. Once Matt got off the bus, he wanted to get home quick because he was super duper crazy uber tired. On the way home, he took a little shortcut. He stepped on this fat branch and heard something run away. Matt looked around to see what it was. It was a squirrel. This squirrel was FAT. Not just fat, but it was like "DAAAAYUM". It was the size of a bowling ball. Matt started cracking up. He couldn't control his laughter. They way that squirrel ran was ridiculous. It was kinda sad. Every time it took a step, it seemed to fall to one side and then the other. It was like a boat in the sea or something. Matt could walk faster than it. He wanted to pick it up and help it but Matt was pretty scared of it. What if all that "fat" was muscle? Spooky. Well, Matt got home after that. He went upstairs into his room, fell on his bed and passed out. He was knocked out for quite a while. Actually, it was only like 2 hours, but still, it felt like 5 or something. When Matt woke up, he was laying in his kitchen, holding a frying pan in one hand and some cheese in his other. He got up immediately and wondered how he got there. He didn't know. His mom walked into the kitchen and got scared as balls. She asked Matt what he was doing in the kitchen with a frying pan and some cheese. He replied, "moh lah". He got up, put the cheese back and put the pan back and went downstairs. He got on his computer and was quite bored. He was in the mood to write stuff. He chose to write a story for Eunice Ahn. So he did and this is the story. Chyea. YOU BETTA LIKE THIS STORY FOOL! :D ~THE END~
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