Friday, September 12, 2008

I Hate Being Ill


So, I'm currently doped up on lovely antihistamines, can only breathe through one side of my nose, and am left with even less patience than I usually have. I want to do nothing more than make myself a cup of tea, crawl into my bed, and watch some sort of shitty movie. Sadly, that's not possible, as I am being a good citizen and volunteering my time tonight, and the rest of the weekend.

Fuck.

In the mean time, if you do not want me to let off on you, and probably make you sick in the process of pausing to talk to you, please avoid the following:

- Insist that a lecture hall of 250 people review information that had already been covered early in the week, just because you couldn't manage to haul your sorry out of bed.
- Chew really loudly (this includes smacking your gum.)
- Walk in the hall at a pace that nearly compels me to punch you in the back of my head.
- Crank up your music so loud that I have to listen to it.
- Wear black and brown at the same time.
-Laugh like a hyena.
- Point out the fact that I look sick. I mean really? Aren't dark circles and tissues stuffed in pockets in Vogue right now?

/ End Rant.

I'm going to Timmy's to get me some soup.

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