im sick. urgh. noooo.. dwn wid fever n cough n now i feel lyk puking. i wan to diee i tell u... mi head is throbbing lyk madness n i hev no idea how i dragged miself frm de room to de com. i ate medication. no no. no panadol for me. seth luffed at me cos i cant swallow pills. (*$^&#%!@ -.-) den earl told me to eat panadol too. -______- I-CANT-SWALLOW-PILLS. omg omg. mi head is throbbing lyk a pompom drum. (wtf is dat?!)

mi throat wans to puke. but i dun wana. im not prepared to tahan de stench dat it'll leave on mi clothes. if i go slp now, i mught jus puke in mi slp. i duno if dats possible.. but somebody help me....

mi elder bro is also dwn wid fever. plus side orders of cough n flu n a real bad, noisy sneeze. n mi lil bro is turnin into a nurse in de hse. cos onli de three of us r home. n i mus sae, hes doin a great job. lucky mi room n mi bro's room r jus opposite each other.

den earl told me to stare at tre. ahh. hot, kute, (insert all nice words). but i cant mi head is spinning n mi puke is comin out rite now. i grit mi teeth n force it to stay dere. waaahhh. mi tears feel lyk boiling water. nabey.

before i puke on de com. i shud go. OH KHAII, WHYE DUN U COME OVER SO I PUKE ON UR FACE. u numbnut smarty wannabe. u cant call me blonde. cos ONE, im not one. -.- n TWO, seth will screw u upside dwn. muahahahaa.

lame crap. i wana jam. i wana jam. i wan i wan i wan!

oh, hafiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiz. SHHHH. =))

urgh. puke first. talk later. panadols r evil. ciao-