The Black Death

So apparently this is the attire to avoid getting the plague. Insane right.

There is a reason for the above statement, as it appears that I might have the 'black death'. Not kidding either. Do you remember this nursery rhyme:

Ring around the rosy
A pocketful of posies
"Ashes, Ashes"
We all fall down!
Ring-a-Ring o'Rosies
A Pocket full of Posies
"A-tishoo! A-tishoo!"
We all fall Down!

Well I'm not going to recite the symptoms list, but the above nursery rhyme linked to one symptom being the Skin color changing to a pink hue where rashes appear almost in the shape of roses. If I were to follow that up, I would have the disease. I currently have a few rashes almost in the shape of roses on my arm and stomach....

Yeah, I'm kidding. Turns out its just my eczema taking the same form as the plague, and I just happen to have the flu at the same time.

Sweet. Time to freak people out.

Tissues and Bless you's

If you haven't guessed by the title, I'm ill. I feel like I'm having the "man flu" as I currently going through the 'Oh no! I'm dying. I am so ill that I cannot function my daily life. ' well maybe not to that exact degree, but I am carrying around alot of tissues and complaining haha.
Currently I am watching Made in Chelsea. Yes I know it is a rather boring wannabe reality star type program, but the phrases they come out with are pretty funny for example

Francis: I have brought some protection for you
Girl he is on date with: I'm well protected dont worry
Francis: Its good to be protected....especially for your first time.

And it is not what your thinking of, in fact they are speaking about knee pads and skate-boarding. Hmmm but I do believe there was some kind of hidden meaning there.

Oh well, of to get some more tissues and I do believe this was a pointless post, but who cares. Cause me doesnt!

Tootles
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One of those days....

Yes. One of those days it is. Were everything annoys me. From the little gasps of breathe coming from my mother's mouth, to the footsteps that make a mouse sound like an elephant. But it's not just the noise that is annoying me, it just the mere presence of people in the same vicinity as me. Knowing that some one is sharing the same oxygen as me, annoys me. Oh how even the word annoy is starting to annoy me. If only I had a remote control that a had a mute button, life would be perfect. Just block out all offending noises.

I wish I had a bubble were I could plop myself into, and hide myself away from the world. You would think I would lock myself in my room, oh how that would be nice. But that would require a lock and some heavy sound-proofing around the house. I'm at the point now were I cannot even name the mood I'm in. It's not anger, frustration or any other negative, its just there.

At least I can vent out to this piece of metal and not get annoyed. Then again....