So I hate being sick. I HATE it. I remember when I was little and when you got "sick" it was kind of a cool thing because you didn't have school, but now it just sucks. Now we're all grown up and the "sick" that used to keep us home is something we still have to deal with at school and the stuff that keeps us home is just death.
Today I have pretty much sat around all day. I have gotten nothing done all day, have a bunch of stuff to get done, and am busy all weekend. I can only read for a few minutes before it feels like the pages start to float along the screen and my head starts to shout its protest. Every so often I bust out in a coughing fit that leaves me collapsed on the floor and gasping for air. I just have to hope that I'm better for Megan and I's two year anniversary date tomorrow, or I might really be dead...
So on to art. I've been pretty busy lately, giving me little time to post and take photos, but I'm hoping things will start to settle down. In addition to all the stuff I was previously doing, I've got the lead male role in our schools' play, The Cat and the Canary, and signed up to do some stuff for NHS. However, my second AP Art project is due on Monday ( Which I believe is part of the reason for my condition) so I'll put those up when I have a chance. I also was hoping to write something today, but even this is starting to cause the swirling words of death, not that all but a small selection of my watchers would read/enjoy what I have in mind, but still, it's worth noting.
And with that I'm off. Forgive me for any typos or anything like that in the journal, but there's no way in hell I'm gonna reread this thing.
You stay classy DeviantArt.