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♡ sick!
Thursday, June 10, 2010, 5:16 PM
I've been in bed since 8 last night. I got terribly terribly like TERRRRIIBLY sick after the Council's farewell party yesterday.
It must have been all those cryings I supposed.

Rightttttttttttttt. So. I can't use my phone plus got limited time on the computer. Great or what. I feel like a living zombie now. No more good food. Cause for all that I CAN consume tasted like hospital food(well, not that I've ever tasted them). And all those medicine, eww? Can anyone please remind me why I need to eat them, oh besides trying to get well? Oh yes! BECAUSE, I've been eating those godforsaken pills for the past 5 days and still my stupid cough have not resided. GOD!

Okay, bye blov-vers, gtg, headache attack is back! Pray for me. I want to get well soon, fast fast! D:
DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA<3

P.S. OH YESSS!!!!!!!!!!!!! MY BUDDY'S A COUNCILOR. GOD GREAT NEWS :D HAPPYY YEAH. (Special note: Buddy, sorry, I practically ignored your presence yesterday. I was sick. I know that's not the reason. I'm sorry. God, what's keeping me from talking to you? Alright, when school reopens. I, do, dearly want to know how, from 35.5% to a 100%. K, much loves, I'M SO GLAD YOU MADE A RIGHT CHOICE *winks*)