I'm unhappy and I want you to know it
I HATE being sick. HATEhatehatehatehate it. It Ruins EVERYTHING.
Maybe it's because I'm sick so rarely. Is that why it bothers me so much? I didn't miss a single school day this year because I was ill.
Being sick makes me not want to do ANYTHING. My brain is too fuzzy to think anything through the whole way (so this might be a little disjointed). My throat is sore so I don't like to talk very much. And that's pretty much the only fun thing I know how to do, aside from reading.
That's the worst part. I'm SICK of READING!
isn't that horrible?
But because I feel too shitty to do anything else I've read three or four books in the past two days, plus the whole Saturday and Sunday papers. I just don't want to concentrate like that anymore.
oh yeah. Did I mention my head hurts?
Another bad thing (yes, this is just me complaining because I need SOMEWHERE to do that)is that I know there are about 50 things I SHOULD be doing right now, to prepare for this and that and just things I should be doing. But I feel too apathetic to do any of it. And then the week will start, and with it my bloody job, which is fine except it doesn't leave time for anything else.
My whole family is being productive, too. My parents went for a ten km. run this morning. My brother biked with them. They're working on all sorts of projects. I'm lying on the couch, contemplating my hand.
AND I thought I might've been going to Greece on a big adventure, but suddenly there's been no news and I'm worried it's all off.
AND I miss my friends. I want to get OUT and see you all.
But at this point I'm too tired and I'll probably infect you or something dumb like that.
I'll post again when I'm feeling better so no one thinks I'm suicidal or anything.
Maybe it's because I'm sick so rarely. Is that why it bothers me so much? I didn't miss a single school day this year because I was ill.
Being sick makes me not want to do ANYTHING. My brain is too fuzzy to think anything through the whole way (so this might be a little disjointed). My throat is sore so I don't like to talk very much. And that's pretty much the only fun thing I know how to do, aside from reading.
That's the worst part. I'm SICK of READING!
isn't that horrible?
But because I feel too shitty to do anything else I've read three or four books in the past two days, plus the whole Saturday and Sunday papers. I just don't want to concentrate like that anymore.
oh yeah. Did I mention my head hurts?
Another bad thing (yes, this is just me complaining because I need SOMEWHERE to do that)is that I know there are about 50 things I SHOULD be doing right now, to prepare for this and that and just things I should be doing. But I feel too apathetic to do any of it. And then the week will start, and with it my bloody job, which is fine except it doesn't leave time for anything else.
My whole family is being productive, too. My parents went for a ten km. run this morning. My brother biked with them. They're working on all sorts of projects. I'm lying on the couch, contemplating my hand.
AND I thought I might've been going to Greece on a big adventure, but suddenly there's been no news and I'm worried it's all off.
AND I miss my friends. I want to get OUT and see you all.
But at this point I'm too tired and I'll probably infect you or something dumb like that.
I'll post again when I'm feeling better so no one thinks I'm suicidal or anything.