That's right. I'm sick.
How'd you guess? This is alarming to me too, for I NEVER get sick. It's just one of those things where it just
doesn't happen to me. Last time I was sick was in May, and that was because I had received 3 shots and got a reaction. It's ironic, because earlier this week I was prancing around in the rain with pants and a tank top, no umbrella, rejecting everybody from letting me borrow a coat and such, saying "I
never get sick". Now I lie here, after a grueling and exhausting night of regurgitating, blowing my nose every 10 seconds, an extra heavy duty toilet paper by my side (in this case, my best friend), and sipping hot tea, water, and Gatorade, eating nothing but saltines and apples. And to wrap it all up, Christmas is just days away. Will my sickness evaporate by then?
Anyhoo, I don't know why I am venting this out to you, maybe because I need to find away to escape disgusting mucus, or maybe make you feel sorry for me. I need all the love I can get.
Moral of the story: Don't be a hypocrite, don't predict the future. eventually Karma will take over, and you'll find yourself in an icky, toilet paper mess.
Hallelujah! I'm finished. Go on wit your life now, because I don't have one.
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