Thoughts arrive like butterflies

And so here I am again, confined to being at home and inside. With a boyfriend who won't come and visit me and a well meaning friend who is beautiful. My nose hurts and my tummy hurts and my eyes hurt and really I don't feel like being on the internet but I have nothing better to do since lying down makes the sickness worse. I have to hand in my essay which I know isn't properly done. Well, its a perfect essay. Its just not an 'Unlimted' kind of essay. I haven't started my folio for painting or photography, and I haven't written my speech. I don't think I really care at the moment anyway. =( Something has bitten me on the wrist and it hurts and looks infected. I'm just a little ray of sunshine.
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