Fate's not listening.

Cause I tore another muscle.

Cramps aren't stopping.

And there was another death.

Just.. Ugh.

Is Fate bribable? If so, could it please let me know?

R.I.P , Pieter.

xxx

The Gypsy

Sick of Sickness.

I'm literally tired of a lot of things, regarding health and lack of it.

I'm tired of diseases, tired of the pain, suffering and worry.

I'm tired of deaths, I'm tired of cramps and of migrains. Tired of doctors and hospitals.

I've seen enough of it this year, and we're basically just getting started, so yeah.

If anyone's got a feel-healthy-instant potion, now is the time to reveal it.

I'd really give anything I have for something like that right now.

I'll shove it down everyone-I-care-about's throats. Or well, I'll probably ask nicely, but anyways.

I am really counting on this being a good (healthy & happy) year.

So fate's gotto work with me, please.

xxx

The Gypsy

Two Thousand and Nine

Six months of graduating, three months in absolute chaos, and three months in confusion.

That's pretty much the basic outline of last year.

I think I'm quite content with the way the year ended, though.

Less confused about drastic things, more confused about good things.

Physically.. well, better than I hoped, so relatively okay, really.

Emotionally definitely good.

Mentally (dealing wise) it's also relatively quiet at the moment.

Bodes well for 2010?

I should hope so.

To a physical, mental and emotional splendid year,

xxx

The Gypsy