Friday, October 26, 2007
OMG I'm ill
I'm dying. A horrible, horrible death. And I've found a rather appropriate picture which explains it all:
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No, I haven't lost my voice just yet, but it's slowly slipping away... I wouldn't be at all surprised if the kittens gave this... this... sore-throatiness to me. I also keep coughing up stuff that I thought you could only find in biology labs.
Speaking of science and the disappearance of voices, I have remembered a sorta anecdote. I do Physics (HUGE mistake, I know. I think the teachers are agreeing with me on this; I'm crap at physics... I did pass, sure, but I don't know at what grade exactly. All I know is it has to be grade B or above... there's a lotta maths involved, don't worry. But anyway, back to my anecdote:). One physics lesson not so long ago, we all sat in our rows... Myself on my own, of course, no one wants to sit next to me, but I don't mind. We were all waiting for our teacher. At this point in time, there was a bug going around, so people were coughing up all sorts of nasty stuff. In comes our teacher. A little time passed, she standing there waiting for us to finish talking (or THEM to finish talking, rather). The initial thought was that she might be a wee bit ticked off that we didn't stop talking immediately, but then: "I'm afraid I've almost lost my voice... All I can say is a whisper, so you'll have to be very quiet!!" Needless to say, I couldn't hear a word she was saying. Also, I wasn't there for her previous lesson, so I hadn't a clue what she was talking about anyway (not a great loss, I suppose.......... wait a minute...).
So I'm dying, my voice sounds like a boy's who's going through puberty, I don't wanna eat or drink and I don't think I'm making my situation any better by having the door open at this time of night. I'd close it but I can't be bothered and I sorta want to miss skool anyway.
If I still have the ability to talk tomorrow, no matter where you are in the world, I'm sure you'll hear, "DAMMIT" echoing through the streets. Stick around for 8-8:30am GMT and see if you can hear me.
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No, I haven't lost my voice just yet, but it's slowly slipping away... I wouldn't be at all surprised if the kittens gave this... this... sore-throatiness to me. I also keep coughing up stuff that I thought you could only find in biology labs.
Speaking of science and the disappearance of voices, I have remembered a sorta anecdote. I do Physics (HUGE mistake, I know. I think the teachers are agreeing with me on this; I'm crap at physics... I did pass, sure, but I don't know at what grade exactly. All I know is it has to be grade B or above... there's a lotta maths involved, don't worry. But anyway, back to my anecdote:). One physics lesson not so long ago, we all sat in our rows... Myself on my own, of course, no one wants to sit next to me, but I don't mind. We were all waiting for our teacher. At this point in time, there was a bug going around, so people were coughing up all sorts of nasty stuff. In comes our teacher. A little time passed, she standing there waiting for us to finish talking (or THEM to finish talking, rather). The initial thought was that she might be a wee bit ticked off that we didn't stop talking immediately, but then: "I'm afraid I've almost lost my voice... All I can say is a whisper, so you'll have to be very quiet!!" Needless to say, I couldn't hear a word she was saying. Also, I wasn't there for her previous lesson, so I hadn't a clue what she was talking about anyway (not a great loss, I suppose.......... wait a minute...).
So I'm dying, my voice sounds like a boy's who's going through puberty, I don't wanna eat or drink and I don't think I'm making my situation any better by having the door open at this time of night. I'd close it but I can't be bothered and I sorta want to miss skool anyway.
If I still have the ability to talk tomorrow, no matter where you are in the world, I'm sure you'll hear, "DAMMIT" echoing through the streets. Stick around for 8-8:30am GMT and see if you can hear me.
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Yay! I se the dead duck!
Don't worry, you are a leper. We are the lepers. Anyway, do you want to be with the inhabitants who would bore you with dumb questions ad nausium? Post nausium, perhaps? Like my Critical class. (Note the lack of 'thinking').
:) The ants are my friends...
Don't worry, you are a leper. We are the lepers. Anyway, do you want to be with the inhabitants who would bore you with dumb questions ad nausium? Post nausium, perhaps? Like my Critical class. (Note the lack of 'thinking').
:) The ants are my friends...
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screamed in a loud screamy voice at 4:26 PM
screamed in a loud screamy voice at 4:26 PM
PS you are not going to die. If I can survive two hellcolds, diabetes and MR Hendry sitting on his chair which had the leg on my hand fairly unscathed, you can survive on hellcold and I will bombard you with fairies!
Uh, fairy cakes.
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Uh, fairy cakes.
# screamed in a loud screamy voice at 6:38 PM
screamed in a loud screamy voice at 6:38 PM 
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