Getting down with the sickness

So I've finally graduated from high school.


My first act of a now graduate was to pick up my scripts for the summer's productions of Willy Wonka and Sleeping Beauty. Sadly I won't be able to participate in practicing for a while. You see...I be sick. My throat's fakked up beyond all reason, and I don't know why. It's not like I smoke or inhale glue; I just can't seem to communicate verbally right now. Because of this, there's a chance I might not be able to practice any songs.

When I do, I sound like a pubescent boy.

It's like a simulated version of male puberty. I think I can now tip my hat to the boys going through this kind of change.

So while Mum's away teaching school and Mon is away learning in school, I'm at home with fellow graduate/ college student/ awesome big brother Red.



Every two hours, I'm supposed to "take medicine," which doesn't necessarily mean swallowing oral solutions or pills. My nurse for the day is a spray for sore throats. For the love of God and all that is holy, do not spray directly down your throat. You just might barf up a lung.

I've also been collecting patterns for papercrafts. Maybe when I get around to making some more, I'll show you guys. Yea, I'm bored.

~Pitafish

PS- This blog's become quite image happy, has it? Not that I'm complaining, but y'know. As far as the title of this entry is concerned...I like the song.