Pffffff!

Does any one know what that sound is? It's me. Blowing my nose. For the gazillionth time. I'm assuming that everyone has been sick before. Everyone has had to blow their nose and sneeze and cough and wear that smelly rubby stuff on your chest so you can breath during the night. Is it fun? I think not. No one likes it. Especially me. Seriously, it's bad enough that I have to go to school daily and be exposed to door handles and locker handles and stair rails. And air. So no wonder I get sick right? Everything is seriously germ infested. It's disgusting. But because of all the filth coating everything in this entire world, you get sick. And then I have to go back to the germ incubator and now be expected to do work. I'm miserable enough. For real. But I still have to go to school and work and sing and be expected to do my best at everything I do. But I'm sick. And I don't want to. But I do. And I have to use a marillion (you like that word huh? I just made it up) tissues because of the mucus coming out of my nasal cavity. Sounds fun eh? And...
                                                     That's my life.



Well, until I get better :)