I'm warning you in advance the next however long I decide to torture you, is going to be just pure whinging and should be just ignored, really. I'm ill. When I'm ill I'm the worlds most awful person. Some people like to be fussed over, some like to go to the doctors, I like to be left alone. No fussing, no talking to people, just leave me alone. Why can't people understand this? I don't mean to sound ungrateful, but all I really want to do is crawl under my quilt and forget the rest of the world exists and sleep, for a long time. My family don't understand this, they are in and out, to keep me company, to feed me, to make sure I'm ok, to make sure I don't want anything. I know, it's nice, it really is, but what would make me feel really great is just to get to sleep, ahhhhhh sleep, how wonderful it sounds. Having said that I have slept on and off for most of the day, but it was a disturbed sleep, you know when you're aware of everything that is goin on around you, and you keep waking up and going back to sleep, that kind of sleep sucks.
I woke up this morning, shivering, feeling like crap, it was about 7am, my neck was sore from the stupid sofa bed, Maddy Mae was crying, and I knew it was going to be a bad day. I did some random puking, and I've been sneezing and had a constant headache and sickness all day. Maddy Mae's been ill to, which I feel bad about, I hope she didn't catch anything off me, that would make me feel awful. I really am a horrible person, I keep just shouting at people, I should be grateful they care really. If no one had asked me if I was ok all day, I'd be sat here writing a blog whinging about that, so the people around can't win really!
I did mention not to pay any attention to me didn't I, it's a mixture of sleep deprivation and huge amounts of self pity, not a good cocktail at all! So I was in the process of trying to force feed myself, not that I've managed to eat a thing all day, and my friend phoned, she's going on a date with some dude tonight and was looking for some encouragement and advice. HA! Like I'm in the mood to be Dr Lurve! I did my best though, it was all them first date nerves, what should I wear, what if I have nothing to say to him, usual kind of thing. Like I'm of any use in these situations, my words of wisdom (which were seriously lacking in the wisdom part) were to be just be yourself, and try not to worry because that will just make it worse. Yeah i'm helpful. SLEEP DEPRIVATION, my excuse for everything!
I'm going to try and get a couple of hours sleep...it's only 6pm, and then hopefully I'll feel slightly better, as long as people leave me alone. Which they won't, grrrrrr! I'm hoping to go to the gym tomorrow, my ass is going to get toned up, and then I need to do some shopping for Mason, and of course Euro 2004, so I need to be feeling better!
I'm sorry for the long moan folks, I hope you all have a wicked weekend, bye bye xxxxxxxx