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I don’t understand why some people find it necessary to put in the effort to express so much negativity. Wouldn’t you and I be better off not giving a fuck and carrying on with our lives?

For example; there I was coughing away as I study, and you found the decency to leave your room, make your way over to me, and reprimand me.

 

“Why aren’t you drinking tea? You’ve been sick for two weeks now! It’s because you don’t get enough sleep! That’s all your fault.”

Firstly, I HAVE been drinking tea. So much so that the caffeine in it is the reason WHY I’m up so bloody late.
Secondly, thanks for the concern. I mean, I’ve only been sick for two weeks now and I’m only coughing up half a lung. No big deal, really.
Thirdly, I’d get myself more sleep if I fucking could, thank you very much.
Fourthly, yes. I love being sick. Come on, having a sexy voice > health any day, am I right?

I honestly try to avoid blogging about things that irk me, I’m usually the passive-aggressive type (unless you know, under certain circumstances). But then again, I’m probably using this rant as an excuse to avoid studying.

But still, I was actually really, really, annoyed at the time.