I Dont Need No Thought Control

on Sunday, October 23, 2005

What comes around goes around. This phrase couldnt be more fitting now. I am down with whatever illness the self proclaimed "gangsta" has. I prolly would have beaten him senseless and start one of our legendary pillowfights just for making me ill. However, we are not even capable of sarcastic come-backs at the moment. If i am feeling whatever he is feeling now, i bet he is not exactly feeling like a million bucks.

What a drastic change. Smiley, rebuttals loaded Carina to a couch ridden, achy me. Im not looking for sympathy. I just wanna whine. The worst thing about being sick is stuck at home with no interesting shows on the telly. Feeling like a totally gross loser comes a close second.

Mommy finally returned from her trip. The poor thing came home after a period of extensive travelling and found herself stuck with 2 sick kids. She is such a trooper though. Taking care of 2 grown whiny adults. If i ever have kids, i hope i can be half the mom she is to me. "Family is all we have." How true.

The godfather gave me a hug before entering the gates. I am so keeping my fingers crossed that he is not feeling the symptoms. He has been looking forward to the trip. It would totally suck if he is sick especially in a foreign country.

Carina
9:30:00 PM