(Not so Much) Poetry Insipired by Sickitude

So i was planning out a sick song in my head just now, and thought- hey, i should record it, and just post it here.

as future me can recall quite vividly, im sure, and if not, this account should shed some light on the memories that i get quite a bit, well, wonky when sick.

like willy wonka wonky. (HA HA. arent i funneh?)

anyhoo, im lamer than usual (i typoed lamer as lamber and i was seriously considering leaving it like that for a second and then making a bad pun about going for the lion rather than the lamb. yes, i had a pll marathon yesterday, duuh.) and weirder and crazier and make NO SENSE AT ALL.

but rather than reminece about such stories of the past where i have embarrassed myself expertly and proffesionally, lets sing out that sick song now shall we?

wait. i cant sing. (no, not just cant cant, but i reallyyyy cant cant cant. i has a throat infection.) so i will now write a sick poem.

i forgot. damn. oh well. lets start from scratch…in a bit. i feel dizzy. so im going to minimize this, lie down for a bit then get back to it later. and yeah, im THAT sick, im getting woozy. and my eyes are tearing up…

gosh,  i hate being sick -__________-

around four and a half hours (i read HP and the Half-Blood Prince, i slept, i was on fb, i slept some more, moaned, complained, froze and shivered, sweat and turned on the ac, then read just a taaad bit more. and watched Night at the Museum for the second time since its RELEASE. wohoo!) i am exhasted, sleepy, and feel like puking. and like theres a knife being twisted in my gut. i hate being sick =/

yeah, i think i reaaaallllyyyy need to get to sleep now. i just temporarily (2 and a half seconds, dammit!) forgot how to spell nife. i mean, knife. crap. i just did it again.

yeeaah, so i need sleep now. ‘night.

Ze Sick Ze,
-Ze

haha. repetition is funny. no? nevermind. i am lamer than usual. especially since im sick aaand sleep deprived/had too much sleep (sixteen hours. no wonder im still up in the ams.). so yeah. sleep. i covet it dearly.

Ze OneYear Mark~

Sooo apparently i was notified by WordPress itself that today my blog/wall i talk to/journal for future me to read is one year old! and hence has reached Ze One Year Mark! ^_^ Huzzaah~!

Sooo i dont know what im supposed to be doing here…something about how great its been, how i love my (nonexistent-) readers, and love wordpress as a whole, i guess =3

tralalala~

im pretty satisfied with how much ive recorded here, and so glad i didnt give up on this blog, cuz at some point last year, after the summer break, i totally disappeared. im glad i picked up the ball again, otherwise i wouldve regretted it ^_^

my motto is to do what you wont regret, and never walk away from somthing if youre gonna regret it later. i hate regret. a most terrible emotion indeed =P

and and, i actually am surprised at how ive come across other blogs and people and ideas and perspectives and commplements by starting this blog..

(small shout out to mudkipsandrainbows.wordpress.com =) )

But seriously, i like my blog ^_^ and in honour of this anniversary and it being all summerifically wonderful im gonna change my theme to my initial/original artsy summery fun and colorful one =D

So to keeping this Internet Journal going, hope all keep reading =3 if i have any readers, that is (dont get ahead of yourself, wattson….)

To having fun, and bringing more, to recording the past and traveling to the future, to slaying Math the Dragon of Evil in my dreams, and to smiling and laughing whenever i read this craziness,

Just Add Some Sugar to that Mocha.

-Dr. Grey I. Wattson
the I is for Irish. 

ps. the anniversary was on the 11th of June, but due to reasons i have already explained and apologized for, this gets posted now.