The last couple of days I was sick at home with the flu. First day I walked around, with a blanket and a phone, when your fever is around one o two, you tend to get the chills. After my first day of hell it was the weekend, I was home on the computer looking through my music library, and all of a sudden, I hit the music jackpot, a whole page filled with Beatles songs. So what do I do? Naturally I fill my I-pod jam packed filled with the Beatles. So the rest of the day I gets my homework done, while blasting the house with Beatle songs.
Sunday was pretty much the same thing except my brother wanted to play super smash bros brawl with me all day, and of course I won, not much of a surprise. When Monday rolled around my brother had gotten sick, Thanks to me of course (yesssssss), and I could only think what the hell was I going to do today? I walked back and forth with a blanket, and a can of dr. pepper in the other. I went over to the computer and started seeing if there was any other available homework that I could do. I then started to watch episodes of other shows to catch me up to the finale.
It’s finally Tuesday and now it’s not one, or two, but three people are sick now. My family is home hanging out and were doing nothing, and I’m growing with anger as the boredom starts to corrode me slowly. My brother still wants to play me in super smash bros. brawl, and of course I still win. So I finally go back to school, missing out on an ass load of homework. And now I have to make all that up and all my test, and because of it all this my grades drop derasticly and I have to bring them up. So what’s the luxury of being sick? The funny thing is there isn’t any. Being sick is a double edge sword. If u gets sick, you get to stay home and hang out for a while, but when you get back you have to make it all up.
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