Four. (Day 2)

The sun is killing my eyes at the moment. I wish I was still sleeping. Why aren't I? Cause this morning I'm teaching tae kwon do to preschoolers at this daycare. Not a bad gig considerin I get paid 25 bills for half an hour twice a week. That's food money right there....for those expensive broke down vending machines. Lol. Anyway, I really just want to sleep. I'm a recovering flu addict. Because it won't leave me alone. Apparently I inhaled several strains of the flu at once, and I'm getting hit back to back. I've been sick for a week now. And every time I think I'm getting better...I wake up suffocating on my own nasal drip. Woohoo. You should see the bucket I keep by my bed. NO, not really, but at this point I'm seriously considering it. So after teaching class...I have to go to class. My public speaking class. Only 50 mins, but when you're nose is working for J.T. and crying a river, it's more like 3 hours of hell. I woke up in a very sour mood if you couldn't tell. Grrr. I think I'll just plug in my Mp3, download some rock music, and blast it as loud as possible to piss people off. Then, anyone unlucky enough to say something to me will receive a nice helping of nose jizz. Flu Flem. Whatever. I'm done writing. Time to grab some Cini-Minis and a bottle of tequila. Peace out.