I'm currently suffering the worst fate any vocalist would die to avoid; a throat infection. My steamboat lunch with XXL and NX was ruined, I was permitted to only porridge for breakfast and lunch, my dad loaded me with tons of papaya and I'm so bloated from all that water. Which comes to the point: Did my throat bear all the brute of yesterday's K Box session? Perhaps, because all I knew was the ol' so familiar gritty feeling was snaking up my throat before I fell asleep last night, or this morning, rather. With this, my dad chose to attribute my plight to my wretched sleeping habits.
"Always using the computer until sooo late. No wonder."
Since my dad's condemned this "ridiculous routine", maybe I shall try to sleep early.
I'll try.
Maybe I'll sleep 5 minutes earlier.
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