hockety pockety wockety whack
I do not feel well. I don't know who I caught this blasted virus from (actually, I think I do have a mind as to who it was. Grr.) but it's not suiting me well at all. My digestive tract is rebelling against me. One minute I'll be starving and the next I'll be throwing it all back up. I'm tired. I'm coughing and sneezing. Actually, I'm making it sound worse than it really is. Pity me. Wah. But I think it's going away. I should be all better within the next couple of days.
So I'm getting increasingly nervous about that traffic ticket I got the other day. =_= I'm trying not to worry about it until the court date but ... what if everything goes completely wrong and they smack me with all they can? I mean, it's not my first offense and I'm a teenager and thus am unresponsible and wild and they have to do everything in their power to make sure I can't drive until I'm 30 because obviously I'm a danger to everything in my path and oh my goodness, oh my goodness. Breathing is also getting increasingly difficult. WHAT IF THEY PACK ME AWAY TO JAIL??? This is irrational and silly, I know, but but but. What if they do? They think I'm a RECKLESS DRIVER. That I drive without reck! *wails*
So I'm getting increasingly nervous about that traffic ticket I got the other day. =_= I'm trying not to worry about it until the court date but ... what if everything goes completely wrong and they smack me with all they can? I mean, it's not my first offense and I'm a teenager and thus am unresponsible and wild and they have to do everything in their power to make sure I can't drive until I'm 30 because obviously I'm a danger to everything in my path and oh my goodness, oh my goodness. Breathing is also getting increasingly difficult. WHAT IF THEY PACK ME AWAY TO JAIL??? This is irrational and silly, I know, but but but. What if they do? They think I'm a RECKLESS DRIVER. That I drive without reck! *wails*