I am an individual who chooses to be unique. I clearly am not scene,
emo, punk, etc. I am me. I really dislike it when people label me as this 'Harajuku-lover' (just because I am Japanese[?!] BULLSHIT!), etc (because
most of them are basically just posers)--and I am anything but a poser. I am nice to those who show me kindness, but I can be a bitch. I like profanity for I
see it as a heavily-influenced form of self-expression. If you have a problem with me and you start saying shit about me, I will retaliate and will give you
ten folds the bullshit you attempted to throw at my direction. Apart from that, I enjoy playing Ragnarok and the things I like include intelligent
writing, fiction, chocolate, colourful socks, color in its entirety, and the character Donald Duck from Disney.
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And somehow, I think so too. I do hope I didn't get other people sick. I guess I am unable to go to school tomorrow--so much for a squeaky clean college record.
I currently have a sore throat, cough (with phlegm), and an unstable fever. Other symptoms include nausea and muscle pain. All of the above I currently have right now.
I feel a bit scared, perhaps I might die, but despite the fact that I swear too much, I think my record is somewhat squeaky clean. I don't think the Lord will let me die.
Or maybe I'd be the next person in the obituary, name plastered on paper to be forgotten.
Mum said we're going to the RITM (?) what ever that is--to get checked for the Swine Flu. Part of me actually wants to get checked up so that I can get this fucking over with, but another part of me is actually just scared for those fuckers you call nurses might get my blood via needle or maybe inject me (that would make me feel even more worse.)
Either way, I may be nobody to you, or this may be just a blog you happen to stumble upon, but I still hope you'd pray for me. I might sound like a pussy, but I really just want to get better.
I'd like to congratulate the people out there who finally embraced humanity. The people who got hurt, received their first kiss, fell in love, and got rejected. I may sound like a retard right now, and you may not be able to understand what I am droning on about, but if you are able to understand and read this, I congratulate you. You are finally human, or to be more specific, a man.