Oink.

The past few weeks have been a mangled mess due to an unexpected breakup, a few scary midterms, and the swine flu.

Re: the former: Well, THAT sucked. A lot. I was desolate for about 14 hours until someone said, "I think you're better off, personally". And then my eyes opened. Wide.
...The person who said that, he's my friend now.

Re: the middle: They scared me but I rocked them. HA!

Re: the latter: On Wednesday morning, I woke up sick. I had a really painful cough. The two guys I'd been hanging out with all week weren't so great either. By the afternoon, I was feeling way, way worse, and I slept on a couch for an hour. That sort of shows how sick I was--I never sleep at school if I can help it. I skipped school on Thursday to sleep and went back on Friday, but visited the health clinic. There, they slapped a mask on me and barred me from campus. Surprise! H1N1. My friends were just as sick as I was that day and we all shared our fever-induced dreams with each other and stuff was good until Sunday, when I started going stir-crazy. I felt FINE. I wanted OUT. And I got out this morning--they let me go back to class. My friends still aren't back...

If there's anything I learned from having swine flu, it's that it's NO different than the regular flu and that people are kind of idiots. When I came back today, all I had to do was say "I had (had, had, HAD, PAST FUCKING TENSE) swine" and people would immediately move to about a ten-foot radius from me. There's a couple people who keep asking me if I'm REALLY okay and who keep telling everyone not to come back until they're 100% better. This pisses me the fuck off. The virus is in the air of the music department. You can't avoid it. Grrr. I just wanna kick 'em in the rear and be like YOUR LIFE WILL NOT END WITH THE FLU.

unless you're like really weak or whatever