Sick (AKA not a good thing)

Ok, at first I wasn't that bothered by being sick. It didn't really put a damper on me. I mean it was just a little sniffle sniffle and itchy throat, right? Ahaha! WRONG. Not right. First of all, it makes it hard to BREATHE! I'm laying in my bed, and normally I breathe through my nose, right? Usually. Not at night anymore. I have to breathe out of my MOUTH! That's quite uncomfortable really. Then I'm sitting in math class today, sniffling every few seconds, and then it starts to get annoying. *SNIFF* Um I think the answer's C. *SNIFF!* Dead quietness cuz we're taking a test. *SNIFFLE!! SNIFFLE FARTHER SNIFF!* Fail. And then I'm all, wow, I wish this would stop. And then I'm on the last question, so naturally I take a deep breath, and I feel like a coldness in my chest that makes my whole body shudder and I feel empty. And I'm all, well, that was weird. And I'm coughing and hacking, and I can't even laugh with my nose, (which without the cold sometimes hurts my throat.) without (trying not to be too graphic. haha.) snotties flying out of my nose. And then one of the worst parts, it make me sound like a 6 year old. To me, in my own ears. So whenever I talk I feel like a little kid. I usually don't get sick, and in September (around there, don't quote me) my brother, my mom and my dad all got colds like this, and I didn't get it. Not even a case of the sniffle sniffles. I mean I thought I was a super human, that was totally immune to colds. I honestly pictured myself on top of a hill wearing a cape billowing in the wind with the little dashes in the back surrounding me that means I'm shining. This little opera in the back going AHHHHHH and then at the top of I have this title that says 'IMMUNE TO ALL SICKNESSES!" For awhile I thought you could cough at me and I just wouldn't get sick no matter what, as if I was batting away all the disease things.
Now, I am seriously dissapointed. :(
Sniff.

So lately I have been on this AF (Artemis Fowl) fansite. (I just realized I'm listening to a Michael Jackson song, I might skip it now. That was really off topic.) And I just figured out how to pronounce a bivouac. (BIV OO AK) So now that's my answer to everything. "What should we do now?" "Um, create a bivouac?" Cuz that's what Orion always says. (Haha, I love that guy, he's funny.) And there's a lot of meme's on that site about that particular line. And I've picked up a few things that I can't really laugh about in front of my friends, because No1 (BAHAHAHAHAHAHA! No pun intended.) they won't get it. No2(I wish) I think they get irritated when I talk about anything to do with Artemis Fowl. Alexis rolls her eyes, and Hannah just gives me that look, like dude, really? No one cares.
But that part I don't understand, because I sit there and I don't do any of that when they talk about Buffy or House or whatever. They could give me a bit of respect. Sheesh. :)
Bones is an exception, I give them both the look and the eye roll. Honestly, I'm sick of hearing about that show. Haha.
But my new favorite line is:
"Real men don't sparkle.
Real men kidnap fairies and
have alter ego's that slay dragons."
Bahahahaha.
And I know that the only person that reads this blog is Emma, but she probably doesn't read this, so basically I'm ranting about nothing that anyone understands. (Probably wrong grammar. But I no caring.:)
Sorry aha, little pause while I surfed another page of Pastel Blue with Little Dolphins and Bivouac. (AKA the site I was just talking about.) Earlier today after this aforementioned math test I was doodling in my notebook for doodling, and I was doodling Arty solving a really hard math problem in doodle form, and me standing over a ways with my mouth way open and the chalk on the floor, also in doodle form. And then people start to look at me because class is ending and I'm still ferociously doodling, determined to finish my drawing before I leave class. And then someone goes "what are you DRAWING?" And I slam the book shut, and stand up to put my calculator away, letting their question go unanswered. Because no one would want to see the doodles of an obsessed teenage girl. Jus' sayin'.
One part of me wants to rant more, but another part of me wants to go surf that site somemore.
So yeah for you who have no idea what this is or what I just said all up there after the sick stuff, sorry. :)
A/H. Not A/M.
Ahhh, that felt good.
Delaney