man, i hate being sick. it reallyy sucks. i'm like coughing nonstop, having constant headaches, my throat hurts like epically, and i can barely hear outta one ear, while the other keeps hearing nonexistent beeping noises all the while it hurts.

anyways, this last week has been ROUGH. i've been dealing with this horrible cold and jerks.
some girls making fun of me. its like really now? theres this one girl, who like keeps talking about me and saying stuff about me behind my back and is calling me obsessed with her, but shes the one spreading stuff, so isn't it kinda like the other way around?

uhh, so, i'm going to a jonas brothers concert on tuesday with my best frannddd.

i'm so excited. i hope i get better by then. yeah. i have suuuuper good seats, (: even though i dont really like them that much anymore, i still cant wait.
i really hope i stop being sick soon, (jennybenny's healing powers didnt work:/) and that my next weeks gets better.
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