Apology...
Starting last night, my throat hurt. Not what I'd call a sore throat, but just hurting. I thought, "Oh...allergies."
I'm beginning to think otherwise.
I laid down on my bed to do my English and noticed that my muscles seemed sore and weak. Sure, maybe because I stood in one spot, selling pop for two hours today. I also feel cold. Maybe the garbage can full of ice water did that. Doubt it. I went downstairs to have my mom check my head. She said little fever. I checked my temp. 100.0. Not good? I don't think so. I think I may be coming down with the flu. I was once the kid who NEVER got sick. Well, sucks to be me. Damn meningitis shot botched my immune system. Hah, no.
So I'm basically making an apology to those who I may have shared my pop with, drank their pop, etc.
My mom claims that I shouldn't worry about that, because it's unlikely that it would spread that easily. But it's possible.
So I'm sorry. Bah. Especially to Rachel. Of whom just got over a nasty case of Tonsillitis. And allergic reaction to medicine.
Chrissy, you drank some of my Pepsi. You may now own my face. And I don't think our half hour straight of DDR helped much... But I felt fine! And I still do!!!
KC...I stole her pop.
Jeannine, drank out of my Dr. Pepper.
Or maybe I started a plague. Flu plague. I handed out a LOT of pop today. This may end up being like the Salem Witch Trials. Guess who's getting thrown off a cliff! WITH THOSE TURKEYS! AND THAT DEER! To force past herbivorous creatures to convert themselves to omnivorous. To spontaneously generate a new liver that can break down meats. To eat me...
I currently feel fine. Head wise. That's the only thing that can stop me. Major headaches, being queasy. And I'm experiencing neither. Tired, soreish, cold, sore throat, fever.
Going to school tomorrow? Questionable.
Equipped with IB? Probably. Shh.
I don't think I'll die.
But you never know.
Don't let them blame it on my heart, dammit!
I love you all.
Hahahah wtf I think I'm fine.
I'm beginning to think otherwise.
I laid down on my bed to do my English and noticed that my muscles seemed sore and weak. Sure, maybe because I stood in one spot, selling pop for two hours today. I also feel cold. Maybe the garbage can full of ice water did that. Doubt it. I went downstairs to have my mom check my head. She said little fever. I checked my temp. 100.0. Not good? I don't think so. I think I may be coming down with the flu. I was once the kid who NEVER got sick. Well, sucks to be me. Damn meningitis shot botched my immune system. Hah, no.
So I'm basically making an apology to those who I may have shared my pop with, drank their pop, etc.
My mom claims that I shouldn't worry about that, because it's unlikely that it would spread that easily. But it's possible.
So I'm sorry. Bah. Especially to Rachel. Of whom just got over a nasty case of Tonsillitis. And allergic reaction to medicine.
Chrissy, you drank some of my Pepsi. You may now own my face. And I don't think our half hour straight of DDR helped much... But I felt fine! And I still do!!!
KC...I stole her pop.
Jeannine, drank out of my Dr. Pepper.
Or maybe I started a plague. Flu plague. I handed out a LOT of pop today. This may end up being like the Salem Witch Trials. Guess who's getting thrown off a cliff! WITH THOSE TURKEYS! AND THAT DEER! To force past herbivorous creatures to convert themselves to omnivorous. To spontaneously generate a new liver that can break down meats. To eat me...
I currently feel fine. Head wise. That's the only thing that can stop me. Major headaches, being queasy. And I'm experiencing neither. Tired, soreish, cold, sore throat, fever.
Going to school tomorrow? Questionable.
Equipped with IB? Probably. Shh.
I don't think I'll die.
But you never know.
Don't let them blame it on my heart, dammit!
I love you all.
Hahahah wtf I think I'm fine.