Don't worry about me, I'm okay. No, seriously, I'm okay. Yeah sure. I'm not white! I'm fine. No no, I'm really okay. Mum, I'm going to school. No, shut up.
Wait. I'm not okay. I feel quite lousy really. My head does feel like it contains cotton instead of brains and my stomach does turn around about every few minutes making me shiver. My cotton does have a heartbeat. I don't feel like eating, I don't feel like talking, heck, I don't even feel like laughing. Stupid virus.
I don't want to be sick. I've been sick enough this schoolyear. School is important, school is fun, school is... I want to lie down.
Dude (Gotta stop dude-ing, it's not healthy), I'll probaly pass out on bed the moment I get home. I did so yesterday. I slept and did nothing the whole day except trying to ignore the constant urge to throw up.
Please kill me now.
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