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So, I have decided that I am dying, and have full well known this for many years. And I will proceed to tell you how I know this, and you will listen!
About a month or so ago, I woke up and I noticed this weird little spider bite looking thing on my finger. I'm not very knowledgable in the field of spiders and so I just assumed a spider came along while I was sleeping, sat on my pillow next to me, and bit me. The next morning, I woke up with yet another bumb about a half of an inch away from the previous one. I again decided that it must be a spider, and went along my merry way. THEN THE NEXT MORNING! I woke up with ANOTHER spider bite on my finger very, very close to the other TWO BITES! I was OUTRAGED! I just knew that some stupid little SPIDER had come and sat on my pillow and told me that he was going to bite my finger three times in three days, and of course since I was sleeping at this time, there was NOTHING I could do about it!
A week goes by and I get a cold.
Another week goes by, and then I get the flu.
A day goes by and I get another cold.
A could of days go by, and I get pink eye.
My mom calls the doctor. OH! Silly us! It's a virus that's been going around, and everything that has happened to me that I've previously mentioned is just part of the virus running its course through my poor fragile body! Why didn't I think of this in the beginning? Ha. Silly, silly me.
Needless to say, even with eye drops the doctor gave me, my pink is only getting worse, and has now spread into my other eye, which makes it quite hard to see, on top of this, my cold is getting worse. And it is now spring break. And I am sick. And the one thing I truly hate about pink eye the most, is that I can not wear makeup without my eyes going absolutely insane. Pfffffttt. I hate it. Damn. Damn, damn, damn. Thus the end.
About a month or so ago, I woke up and I noticed this weird little spider bite looking thing on my finger. I'm not very knowledgable in the field of spiders and so I just assumed a spider came along while I was sleeping, sat on my pillow next to me, and bit me. The next morning, I woke up with yet another bumb about a half of an inch away from the previous one. I again decided that it must be a spider, and went along my merry way. THEN THE NEXT MORNING! I woke up with ANOTHER spider bite on my finger very, very close to the other TWO BITES! I was OUTRAGED! I just knew that some stupid little SPIDER had come and sat on my pillow and told me that he was going to bite my finger three times in three days, and of course since I was sleeping at this time, there was NOTHING I could do about it!
A week goes by and I get a cold.
Another week goes by, and then I get the flu.
A day goes by and I get another cold.
A could of days go by, and I get pink eye.
My mom calls the doctor. OH! Silly us! It's a virus that's been going around, and everything that has happened to me that I've previously mentioned is just part of the virus running its course through my poor fragile body! Why didn't I think of this in the beginning? Ha. Silly, silly me.
Needless to say, even with eye drops the doctor gave me, my pink is only getting worse, and has now spread into my other eye, which makes it quite hard to see, on top of this, my cold is getting worse. And it is now spring break. And I am sick. And the one thing I truly hate about pink eye the most, is that I can not wear makeup without my eyes going absolutely insane. Pfffffttt. I hate it. Damn. Damn, damn, damn. Thus the end.