I want to die.
Three days ago I was so calm and relaxed and everything was lovely and wondrous.
I've been back at school. It was my second day of my Senior year today.
I have so much work it's not even funny.
Seriously It would take me like two weeks working just about non-stop to finish all of this shit.
This is fucking ridiculous.
I'm just gonna drop of school and become a cave hobo.
If you think about it, flying pokemons should really be immune to electric attacks because birds land on power lines all the time.
I really hate being sick.
It's somehow a combination of that crazy sore throat, the nose that seems immune to tissues, and the fact that I'm at home when I could be at school, leaving me very bored and with a huge amount of makeup work.
Maybe I could do my homework...oh wait. Did it yesterday.
So, still bored, still sick, and really wish there was a miracle cure for the flu.
Even though I've eaten a whole lot of nothing. And there's no other factors in-play that could be making me not-hungry either.
Wonder what's up.
Who would win in a fight: Superman, Spiderman or The Hulk?