Memories last a lifetime
Of course I was wrong. And mother was right. It is the flu.
Not the icky puky flu, just the I want to chop off my head, get dizzy when I stand up, muscly achy, skin hurty kind of flu.
And it really sucks.
Did nothing today.
Went in to work and they sent me home, so obviously I must look as terrible as I feel.
Slept all day again.
Got in a fight with my dad, again.
I really don't think it's possible to have such hate for someone as I do for him. He just completely disgusts me.
But life goes on, right.
Not the icky puky flu, just the I want to chop off my head, get dizzy when I stand up, muscly achy, skin hurty kind of flu.
And it really sucks.
Did nothing today.
Went in to work and they sent me home, so obviously I must look as terrible as I feel.
Slept all day again.
Got in a fight with my dad, again.
I really don't think it's possible to have such hate for someone as I do for him. He just completely disgusts me.
But life goes on, right.