I HATE ALLERGIES. HATE. HATE. HATE. HATE. HATE. HATE ALLERGIES.
i don't know about you, but when the season starts to change my allergies start hittin' me like a fucking tsunami. all at once and deadly.
my nose starts actin' up and gives everyone the view of niagara falls of mucous runnin' down my nostrils. um, ew! then when i try to wipe it, more starts coming out, and if you get reeeeeeaaalll lucky you get that super juicy long burger being pulled out. yup everyone loves watchin that! SIKE
next my throat decides that i'm actually a man and not a girl, so it drops 10x the octave it was at to a deep shrek voice. i'm going to record myself one day talking like shrek and i will be a famous sick bitch. anywaaaay i hate trying to flirt with my crush or anyone for that matter when all i sound like is their fucking father!!!!
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then i start lookin like death ate itself because i'm a walking teenage zombie who does not try to dress up. i praise the girls that dress up even while they are sick, and still look good while doing it. i will wear the most laziest and hoboest clothes i can find just to be comfortable. my hair will be a rats nest from not brushing it and possibly a bird had made my hair it's home. but do i care? NOPE.
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