I kept down half my breakfast.

The other half was rejected.

And that's all I managed to eat today, other than lots of water, and a cup of milo.

I still feel half my breakfast swirling in my stomach.

Choir, choir, choir

(I need to sing I need to sing I need to sing)

But I start to breathe heavily when I walk up and down stairs, my head spins when I stand up...

Argh why must I be plagued with such a disgusting illness at such a crucial time.

Slept for 15 hours +++ the whole of today, and I still feel so, so tired.

Choir, choir, choir

let me sing for you tomorrow, please.