It matters becuase?...

Sickicus

There's no dodging it now... Something's making me sick beyond reasonable belief. I'm not the type to get sick easily, and I certainly don't take any medicine.

It was that bad today... I swallowed some Sudafed... Yeah, the real crap, not some cheap imitation. Ok, so it worked, albeit not so well... It took a while, though... But to take the cake, It screwed with my head so f***ing much. I couldn't even stand. And I was taking a final.

Welcome to Hell. Enjoy yer drugged stay.

And, in case you haven't noticed, when I do manage to get sick, I'm incredibly irritable. Wow, surprise there. Not.

*moments later*
Guess what? I really gotta watch what I say around people that know me too well... I'm so miserable, that when I said to a friend that I wanted "to crawl into bed and just die" She freaked out.

Well... I guess it's great to finally be around folks that actually give a damn.

Crap.. here it comes again.. That incredible rush of knowing I've actually got friends, and that I'm alive. I guess it took me a while to realize how much I actually missed having people around... From third grade on through seventh, I was a bit of a lone wolf. I practically insisted on being left alone.

crap... outta stuff to write... Better go before I get to dizzy to type... Byse byes