So, here's the story. I went to my cousin's Bat Mitzvah on Saturday, then on Sunday, I went to a brunch at her house. Both were really, really fun. The first sign of illness began when I went rock climbing at The Cliffs at Valhalla, which is one of my extra-curricular activities. That day, however, I didn't feel very good, and had to go home after only three climbs because my stomach hurt and I felt hot and sweaty. Anyway, the rest of Sunday was hell for me. Our neighbor came over for some sort of party, but I felt so bad that I went into my room, turned off the lights, and spent about two hours curled up with my cylinder-shaped Jack Skellington pillow on top of my bed, listening to my whole Oingo Boingo playlist. Later, I started to get worse. My mom suggested I watch TV for a while and drink some water, because every time I looked at the food on the dining room table, I started to feel sick again. About an hour of TV watching went by, and my stomach started to really hurt, so I went to my parent's bathroom and promptly began to vomit into the toilet. So it was apparent I was really sick, because I had a fever, plus I kept on coughing up phlegm. The reason I am pissed off about this is because this all could have been avoided if I didn't have one damn lemon drop upon leaving my cousin's house. Whatever was wrong with it, I have no idea, but I am almost positive that's what caused me to become sick. So, yeah, I'm venting my anger out on this rant, because this could be considered a rant, correct? My medicine? Water, aspirin, sleep, and Danny's soothing voice.
Just lookin' for some sympathy here, people. And don't mind if I'm delirious. I still have a really high fever. >.<
The Official Danny Elfman/Oingo Boingo Guild
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