"Fire is a beautiful sound"
Je suis malade. :(
(That means I am sick for all of you non-french people).
I hate it. My chest hurts, my back hurts, my head is constantly pounding, and my throat kills! I wouldn't mind losing my voice just because for some warped reason, I think it would be interesting, but still, this is ridiculous. Me, the one that eats healthy and takes vitamins and drinks juice, is obnoxiously sick! I even have a little growth on my throat. Oli, being the germaphobe she is, is begging for a flu shot. I made her feel my growth, haha. Then of course, there is Anthony, who doesn't eat whole fruits and vegetables ever and has a heart attack on a plate everyday for dinner, is perfectly healthy. Tell me how this is fair!!
Everything is very much up in the air about this weekend. I might go home, only for a short amount of time though. I want to go clubbing. I want to be better! I just don't want to spend my weekend all alone in my room while everyone else in off somewhere exciting like New York City and wherever else. I hate being alone. Especially when I'm sick. What I would really like is to see someone in particular but I should know better than to expect the same in return. I should have learned my lesson, but somehow I never seem to and that kills me. I might have to resort to less admirable ways and have others intervene since my methods don't seem to be working. But I will not beg. I refuse to, its not deserved either! Its just so aggravating!! Grr!!
All I want to do right now is curl up in my bed, although curled up in someone's arms would make it even nicer, and just relax. I need to get over this sickness. There is too much to do and I know that if I don't slow down and try to get rid of this, its only going to get worse and worse until it turns into tuberculosis and last until God knows when just like my ebola virus did last year. I can't do that again!
(That means I am sick for all of you non-french people).
I hate it. My chest hurts, my back hurts, my head is constantly pounding, and my throat kills! I wouldn't mind losing my voice just because for some warped reason, I think it would be interesting, but still, this is ridiculous. Me, the one that eats healthy and takes vitamins and drinks juice, is obnoxiously sick! I even have a little growth on my throat. Oli, being the germaphobe she is, is begging for a flu shot. I made her feel my growth, haha. Then of course, there is Anthony, who doesn't eat whole fruits and vegetables ever and has a heart attack on a plate everyday for dinner, is perfectly healthy. Tell me how this is fair!!
Everything is very much up in the air about this weekend. I might go home, only for a short amount of time though. I want to go clubbing. I want to be better! I just don't want to spend my weekend all alone in my room while everyone else in off somewhere exciting like New York City and wherever else. I hate being alone. Especially when I'm sick. What I would really like is to see someone in particular but I should know better than to expect the same in return. I should have learned my lesson, but somehow I never seem to and that kills me. I might have to resort to less admirable ways and have others intervene since my methods don't seem to be working. But I will not beg. I refuse to, its not deserved either! Its just so aggravating!! Grr!!
All I want to do right now is curl up in my bed, although curled up in someone's arms would make it even nicer, and just relax. I need to get over this sickness. There is too much to do and I know that if I don't slow down and try to get rid of this, its only going to get worse and worse until it turns into tuberculosis and last until God knows when just like my ebola virus did last year. I can't do that again!