what...?

Ahh the wonders of influenza b. I must have picked it up over the weekend because it kicked my ass all day today. Paola got me some medicine. Its working...sort of. I still feel spaced and zoned.

The worst part about being sick for me is the depression that comes with it. I feel so worthless. So sad. Not really having any meaning. I dont know how or why I react this way when I am sick. I would gather its mostly because I am a boy.

Thats all for now.