And yes, that is literally and not to be confused with the popular Flyleaf song. -_- Damnit. I swear, I am so effing tired like, all the time. And because I am forced to be at class right now, I am staring at the screen and I am hardly able to hold my fucking eyes open. It's sad and pathetic. I got dropped from my Creative Writing class. Why you ask? Because I've been so sick, I haven't been able to go to class for what seems like, forever. -_- It's pathetic.
You see, I have always had a wonderously good immune system. Usually protects me from getting sick except for around once a year. But because of this, when I get sick, I don't just get a little cold or a little bit of the flu. Oh no, I have to get everything all at once. It's a double edged sword, I tell you.
But Nishara popped in for a surprise visit this morning, her and Cassie both. And when I say "surprise" I mean it. I was butt ass nekkid in the bathtub when she trudged on in. I swear, between her and the boys, I don't know who is worse when it comes to just...walking in. But I swear, that child sat there and talked to me for what seemed like forever, and I sat and boiled in the bathtub. >_>; Similar to a lobster.
GOD. I JUST WANT TO GO TO SLEEP. And yet, I know, even when I get home, I won't be going to sleep. I'll just sit on the computer since it's the activity that requires the least ammount of energy output.
Also. Caysie!
dementedchibi! I don't know if I'm going to be able to go see Fair to Midland with you guys anymore. I'm hoping for a speedy recovery, obviously by Friday, but if I'm still as I am now when that time comes around, I'm sorry, but I'm gonna have to pass on the concert. Which is certainly not something I want to do, but trust me. You don't want to catch what I've got, believe me. -_-