I hope you guys feel special, I’m writing this completely in secret. Against everybody’s will because I actually should be asleep right now.
No, it’s not in the middle of the night, it’s 3 o clock in the afternoon and after dragging myself home from school and onto a tram and a bus (on which, there was an actually very mean lady and now I’m getting my revenge in the form of bitching about her on my blog-hah) I’m finally safely cocooned in my bed.
Except I’m a million degrees one second and cold the other so it’s a delirious battle of throwing blanket to floor, blanket to Robyn.
I think to be honest I should go to the doctors, 4 weeks of being a bit bllaaaaaghl is getting a bit boring (and not to mention having an allergic reaction that made me look like I was doing a bizarre off-trend Kylie Jenner challenge). But I’m one of those where people, that might actually have the very real and not at all totally made up ‘allergic-to-DR-Itus’ disease, I think it’s from years of my parents ‘are you really sick’ challenges so now I think I can only go to the doctors if I’m coughing up a lung or a stomach.
…and plus when i go to the doctors I have nothing to complain to strangers on the internet about *shrugs shoulders*.
Anyway time for some shut eye,
P.s completely forget about my post about how being ill is great, it’s lies, all lies!