No, you are not sick in the mind/head. You are sick. Not sadistically sick, sorry. I mean, you have tiny chickens laying tiny eggs in your head. Your head is just as blocked as mine, yet you still go to school.
I could possibly blame you for making me sick, although I'm not entirely sure if you actually did render me unhealthy in the first place - I could have just made myself sick by making poor health choices. 1) The fact that I do not listen to my mother's warnings about catching the 'chill' 2) Acting upon 1). But, it always feels better to blame the other person. Which I do, most of the time.
When we will get better, I don't know - but it better be sometime soon. This sickness only seems to hit me once in the winter time and once in any arbitrarily given season. Not good, but better than some who are just a *little* sick throughout the entire year. It hits us in giant...smacks of sickness.
On the other hand, being sick means that you get to complain about how sick you are and get out of things - which wouldn't happen otherwise. It's kind of, nice to get some sympathy too. Note that no sympathy is given during the winter season, because everyone is sick. If anyone did feel sorry for you, then that would be kind of absurd. Everyone is either sick, or not sick during winter, or any other time...actually. The people who are sick feel sorry for themselves and the people who aren't feel sorry for the ones who are out of pure courtesy. I don't think that they actually do care. Or do they?
Have fun anyway, I have to go and clear my nasal passageway.
Brigitte
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