Sixty-Nine

I had a dream that Nate and some other people from school were declaring biological warfare on KCAI and they had the H1N1 strain. Eep. I was trying to convince them to reconsider when I woke up.

*WHY AM I SO ITCHY?*

I was slowly realizing I was scratching every surface I could reach. Oh crap. What's wrong with me??

I sat up. My throat was closing up. Hmm, this is lovely, never happened before and all. I'm sneezing and my nose is instantly running and my eyes are on fire.

To the bathroom! AWAAAAY! I rinsed the most red areas in an attempt at sterility and possibly to calm the irritation. There are two little white bumps. WHAT THE HELL.

To... the COMPUTER! AWAAAAAYYYYYYYY!!!

[this is where I end the story because I still have waayyy too much homework to finish]

*AHEM* Some kind of organism bit me (twice, apparently), while I was sleeping and thus: I recieved a lovely allergic reaction keeping me up from 4:45-5:30 am.

If that little monster comes my way again, well, I'll squash him like a *BUG* (that he is.)

and holli's blowing me off today because she has a paper to write, but she's known about our fun day since before the weekend and still went to Chillicothe and clearly didn't work out a decent schedule for school so now i get to be bored. [stood up, yet again]