
This quote by the Beastie Boys to describe my present situation. Since Friday or so I'm having what turned out to be a macker cold, starting off with a sore throat, advancing to a running nose and culminating in diabloic headaches. Raibu isu wandafuru.
Now don't get me wrong, I don't normally go yapping like "Hey look at how sick I am, ain't I just poor?", this sorta crap I don't like too much to be honest. It's just, I want to write about something. And there's not much going on at the moment worth writing about. Except for my cold. So I write about my cold. Tres simple!
And there was actually an interesting remark, made today by JC in Japanese class, he said something like "...and in Japan they wear little gas masks when they have a cold." Yeah, as if I knew where to get little gas masks in Scouseville! And who's gonna pay, the NHS? Haha, best joke in months.
However, the whole thing does have the advantage that I'm spending more time in my room, thus having more time to study. An argumentation that is ruined again by the fact that ill people don't tend to study very effectively. Ha! One-nil.
Anyway, I'm gonna end this post now cos it's not going anywhere. So much about pointless waffle. Nah, at least I practiced my written English again.
By the way, this is the 200th post on this digital haven for my words. Congratulations! I'm gonna get the champagne out now. Want some? Too bad they didn't invent electronic material transmission yet...