Swine Flu

Sorry I haven't updated more about my trip. I managed to contract something my last day in England, and have been coughing and sniffling. Not to mention the sneezing and headaches, so I've been a bit unwell. I finally gave in tonight and got some more drugs and hopefully those will either help or kill me. I promise that Monday I will do a Mass update since it's my day off, and finish my blogs about England. Until then a picture will have to do.

The last two days

The last two days have been really strange. My mind is boggled by somethings, and apparently I caught pig flu some how and spent the day not only at work with no sleep, but after leaving early puked all night. It was a good time.

Sometimes my brain confuses me, but I'm sure in due time the tangle of thoughts will work themselves out.
This is my 200th blog post. I don't know what to do with it. I was hoping for something epic and lovely but instead I leave you with the conversation I had with my manager over letting me go home early.

Me: Mina, I don't feel good. I think I'm going to puke. I need to go home.
Mina: What? We have bathrooms.
Me: Im not getting down on the walmart bathroom floor, I'd rather puke right here in front of everyone and when they as why I will tell them its because you wouldn't let me go home.
Mina: Oh. Go home, yes.

So long story short, I came home ill. And I just cleaned a bit using these Pledge Multi Surface wipes that I adore, and yet their allergen trappers fail, because I just sneezed like 8 times.

So a bit of my room was cleaned. Now if I can get the rest of it done. AND SUNDAY IS RIBS AT MY MOMMYS HOUSE!

Pig flu

I left work early today because I was sick. Very sick. I came home and things are shooting out of me every which way and I don't know why.

I'm just going to assume it's pig flu and you can all feel very sorry for me. Starting now.

Apparently John is gay.

My dream told me so.


I went back to bed for a few hours. I feel a lot better now. My back is still a bit sore but the heating pad totally helped. Note to self: Sleep with that every night. Good plan, me!

So now I need to figure out breakfast/lunch.

Health Insurance is for Pussies.

Since I got very little sleep last night I decided to go ahead and skip my Biology class, having a friend take notes for me. I came home and ate a bagelful, which are fucking delicious. Then I curled up in my bed and went to sleep. I woke up at 3:30pm to the sound of my parents being loud and irritating. I sat up and discovered I have a headache from hell.
Thank you, Jesus.

I made another bagelful and grabbed a bag of cheetos for a snack. Came downstairs and realized "Oh, my throat is killing me on one side." and it feels a lot like strep. And before anyone goes "Oh how do you know what that feels like?" Look, I should of had my tonsils out years ago... I know what it feels like.
I'm secretly hoping that this is one of those "Sore throats" that goes away after you wake up a bit. But it's been about 2.5 hours since I woke up, and it still hurts. So only time will tell.

German test was not as horrible as I had thought, which pleased me greatly. I was a bit freaked out about it, but I took it and true to form, I'm far smarter than I give myself credit for. It's going to be 2 weeks before we get the tests back, since our teacher is a bit slow... But as long as the grade gets posted on Angel in a week I'll be happy.

Nothing really to write about other than school.. My days are mundane and boring as of late, or at least I feel they are. Perhaps to a nun my days are thrilling, driving around with my windows down, screaming at the top of my lungs to the radio and chain smoking Camel Crush cigarettes until I'm a hacking mess either due to the bug that's now living in my wind pipe or the 5 cigarettes I had, no one is certain.

OH! Biology lab test? I managed a B on it. Which means I AM NOT STUPID. You can't see me but I'm totally doing the \o/ cheery guy right now.

Parents are going out of town this weekend. You know what that means! BAKED GOODS AT JEN'S HOUSE! I'm excited. Pancakes, cupcakes, Cake cakes! Oh My!

And before I go into a diabetic coma just thinking about all the goodies, I'm going to get some pants on and head to the store. I need a cigarette and quite possibly a good dose of Penicillin.