There is absolutely no upside to being sick. I've looked at it from every possible angle.
But of course, I woke up in the middle of the night last night unable to swallow. After suffering through school I came straight home and flopped myself on the couch and haven't moved since.
There's not a whole lot I hate more than being sick. I hate being on the couch for so long, I hate the sore throats, I hate the headaches, I hate missing school, I hate it all.
I'd write more but the nyquil is kicking in and I'm about to pass out watching Twin Peaks.
Cheers.
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