May 23, 2005 00:17
I'm sick of being sick.
I cannot stop sneezing.
It would be okay if the sneezes were little baby sneezes, but no. These sneezes are the massive, better-run-for-a-kleenex (more like 2 or 3 kleenexes. Is that the plural of kleenex?)-kind-of-sneezes.
I never knew it was possible for someone to create that much snot.
Today I laid in bed until 6 pm, no fun at all. I had a kleenex up each nostril and watched some poker on television. (I could not find the remote control anywhere.)
When I got bored of that, I classified the phone numbers in my cell phone into
groups. So now I know, just by hearing a ring tone, if I want to answer the phone or not.
...Just kidding. Or am I?
Anywho, I need to get better before Tuesday.
Because.....Tuesday = Keane.
I'm pumped!! I love men with english accents!
and guess what?????
Mel got fifth-friggin-row seats!
What to wear.. what to wear...
The End.
P.S. I'm going to graduation now. UUUUGGGGHHH...