I was up till 1 AM last night hacking my brains out. My throat hurts like a mofo. I am cranked up on cough drops and so many other drugs I can't think right. I seriously have no sense of humor right now. Tea is not helping. Mom gave me this lemon-honey-whiskey mix thing (only a teaspoon, don't freak out) to see if it would help ('cause back in the day they used that since they didn't have cough medicine). It didn't. All it did was make my throat burn since it's raw and made me hack even more. I would seriously take puking and a fever over this.
Well, not if I actually had it. But whatever.
I'm trying not to talk to people because it makes it worse, but when I do I have to clear my throat to talk right and that makes me cough even more. So I've given up talking. The computer and the TV are seriously my best friends right now. I finished reading all my books.
Which reminds me - I just watched White Chicks. Old, I know. But I still needed to see it. XDD I need to see Mean Girls too. Even though it looks stupid and I hate Lindsay Lohan. Whatever.
Dad's taking my love away. He's making me log off. He's determined to make me die a lonely death. So... Little Man is on. I'll go watch that.
I love the Wayan Bros.! smile
'rrivederci.
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