I went to Matrons' today at 2 o clock at college feeling like I had been run over my a Mustang several thousand times and askd her what could be wrong with me and giving her the syptoms of what I have. Dizzyness, nausea, racking cough etc. she sent me striaght home and told me to go to bed, so I shall do the going to bed part just after I finish telling you what's happening and where we all stand at the moment.
Ok, for now, everything is in haitus, alright? If you're pissed off about that, tough. I'm very ill and I'm not going to make myself iller for people that I can't even see. I'm up to date with everything and I will have got my ESS done when I'm better alright?
Also, after chrimstmas, I'm going for a whole new look. Punk.
Don't even go there with the "dude, wtf?" "wannabe" shit, because I'm not and I dont have to explain why. My hairstyle will be something along the lines of this :: [link] and I'm just praying my hair is long enough for such a style. I've discovered a site called RedHaze so that's where I'm getting my accessories from.
So, back to the sickening present.
What got me like this?
Stress.