Sicko.

Sometimes i just have to wonder whats wrong with me.At this very moment i am sitting here writig this....and hacking away. Pun not intended. Well, okay sure. Anyway i'm fed up. I want to get better now. Not later because whenever i get sick its almost like it puts my entire life on hold. I've gone to school once this week, not even for a whole day, only 2 hours. Of course that was of puure hell. My throat is killing me, my lungs are in immense ammounts of pain all that started from one little germ. Not until now did i realize anything could be more dangerous. Kinda funny. Thats like a midget triggering the apocolipse, except the apocolipse is in my chest. Loovely. I went to get drugs today and i couldn't even remember how to spell my mom's name...I hope that was because i could't think. Maybe its just an excuse. Its possible. I watched i love you man today. It was quite funny i would have to say, and that jacket the really awesome girl wears? I wish i could have it too <3 But then, i wish i could fly to Nebraska as well and hide in a barn for the night. Maybe go see some chicken slaughterings. Maybe. I wonder if yoguer is only considered food tha girls or gsy men eat...i've always wanted to know that. However...despite my rambling and my complaining...i feel pretty good, sickness put aside of course i've had a good week. Caught up with the closest friend and shared some memories worth keeping, even thought the zipper was quite scary i've learned how to trust, to laugh when i need it the most,and who cares when i have even a small cold...or a slightly bigger one. I think small events can make bonds tighter, not the bigger ones. Little things change your life the most.