RIDICULOUSNESS. THIS IS RIDICULOUSNESS, RIGHT?! I cannot simultaneously want to be dead and alive, now can I?! I have what feels like pneumonia, but could just be me being an idiot. What I DO know is that breathing is FUN TIMES, SIR. FUN TIMES. ::whimper:: My chest hurts when I lay down. Sometimes it even hurts when sitting upright. Coughing is the cherry on this sundae. Laying down and breathing is an Olympic sport. I'm declaring myself an athlete and I WANT MY GOLD MEDAL NOW. I'm being funny, because otherwise I'll cry, and then the snot in my nose will multiply to infinite proportions and I don't know if there's enough space on earth for grossness of that magnitude. So. My mother will probably go insane if this unnameable snot-driven plague kills me. My friends will cry. Many people will be unhappy. I, for their sake, will be sad, and cry. For my sake? BREAK OUT THE STREAMERS, FOLKS! ...this is a confusing mess of emotions to be, with a sickness that could be NOTHING. I am an idiot. Thanks for listening.