sick susie.
i'm sick. again.
i had this same exact illness like two weeks ago, right before the african dance tryouts, but i forced like two gallons of fortified orange juice and took all kinds of vitamins. my little immunity plan worked...but now it's back to be bite me in the ass full force style.
i woke up feeling like someone had run over me with a mack truck and then shoved cotton balls down my throat and turned my nose into a faucet. i missed dancing and called my dad to tell him that there was no way i was coming to the uniontown.
my mom took me to heavenly ham then grocery shopping to pick up the necessary sick items. and she bought every kind of girlscout cookie produced from their little factory from all the little girls at dancing, so of course i had to sample each and every one of their little flavors. samoas make me want to live forever.
then i got to thinking of a really great idea that i would start if i just had the capital...
what if there was a "sick store" that would deliver items you needed when you were sick. similar idea to a pizza delivery place but with OTC meds, chicken noodle soup, orange juice fortified with immune boosters, etc. i think it would do well in a college town seeing as though parents could even call and order for their kids since they are usually a state or two away. would you guys invest in such a company?
i rented the grudge and the notebook and only made it like 20 minutes in since my cough medicine was pulling me to the dark side of sleep. i woke up when i rolled over on my stomach and a sharp pain shot through my body since i'm so burned from the tanning bed. heat is radiating from my body except for the pale spot of skin where my dolphin sticker takes shelter during the session.
well, this was a boring post..but that's what happens when you're bored and you do nothing all day. i'm heading over to steph's to watch a movie with zane and joe. maybe this shall pump some life back into me.
i had this same exact illness like two weeks ago, right before the african dance tryouts, but i forced like two gallons of fortified orange juice and took all kinds of vitamins. my little immunity plan worked...but now it's back to be bite me in the ass full force style.
i woke up feeling like someone had run over me with a mack truck and then shoved cotton balls down my throat and turned my nose into a faucet. i missed dancing and called my dad to tell him that there was no way i was coming to the uniontown.
my mom took me to heavenly ham then grocery shopping to pick up the necessary sick items. and she bought every kind of girlscout cookie produced from their little factory from all the little girls at dancing, so of course i had to sample each and every one of their little flavors. samoas make me want to live forever.
then i got to thinking of a really great idea that i would start if i just had the capital...
what if there was a "sick store" that would deliver items you needed when you were sick. similar idea to a pizza delivery place but with OTC meds, chicken noodle soup, orange juice fortified with immune boosters, etc. i think it would do well in a college town seeing as though parents could even call and order for their kids since they are usually a state or two away. would you guys invest in such a company?
i rented the grudge and the notebook and only made it like 20 minutes in since my cough medicine was pulling me to the dark side of sleep. i woke up when i rolled over on my stomach and a sharp pain shot through my body since i'm so burned from the tanning bed. heat is radiating from my body except for the pale spot of skin where my dolphin sticker takes shelter during the session.
well, this was a boring post..but that's what happens when you're bored and you do nothing all day. i'm heading over to steph's to watch a movie with zane and joe. maybe this shall pump some life back into me.