Maybe it was those three slices of veggie pizza with stuffed crust. Or possibly those four chocolate dunker things from pizza hut.
Man, those things are freaking good. Until about two minutes later, when your stomach automatically thinks you've ingested a bomb by the amount of CRAP in those things.
Anyways, I've been in and out of sleep all night, and feel like, well, crap.
Here's my journal entry for today:
Signs of Sickness
Being sick sucks. Those were basically the stages of my sickness. Right there, folks. Can't get it anywhere else. And about the scans, yeah. Too lazy and sick. I'll get around to it, though, keep your granny panties out of the twist they like to go into at times.
And don't expect me to proofread this. I can barely keep my eyes open, let alone SEE the computer screen.
Man, those things are freaking good. Until about two minutes later, when your stomach automatically thinks you've ingested a bomb by the amount of CRAP in those things.
Anyways, I've been in and out of sleep all night, and feel like, well, crap.
Here's my journal entry for today:
Signs of Sickness
- Feeling REALLY hot
- Sweating
- Stomach Flipping
- Feeling nauseous
- Runny/Green Poo
- Dog pities You
- Can't fall asleep
- Runny Nose
- Tingly Feet
- Dizzyness
- Can't Concentrate
- TV Dinners make you want to puke
- Feeling like you're an annoyance
- Feeling sorry for yourself
- Have to burp but can't
Being sick sucks. Those were basically the stages of my sickness. Right there, folks. Can't get it anywhere else. And about the scans, yeah. Too lazy and sick. I'll get around to it, though, keep your granny panties out of the twist they like to go into at times.
And don't expect me to proofread this. I can barely keep my eyes open, let alone SEE the computer screen.
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