After a hell lot of work at ma home,i am sick...i am dust allergic and im sneezing like anythng now.My nose is burning and my eyes are watery,well no big deal..
me: momie,im sick
mom: get some tablets, you willl be fine...
me: mom,can you sit beside me?
mom: no,you get some sleep
me: mom,i am still a kid nah?
mom: stop kidding around
*the end
remember those school days when you get sick,how happy you get thinking...thank god,i can quit school today and you get your mom siting next to you,giving you a teddy to hug,teling you "babe you willl be allright"..oh,i love that. nowadays being in college where you can bunk anyday, getting sick is no fun..it is like," man,i am sik..oh,i hate ds"
i loved bunking classes during my school days and i became quite an expert in it during my plus 1..i had become a visiting proff.,dats how my teachers used to call me.
My mom used to tease me telling that i cried the first day of my school..i told that see mom, i din't want to cry,i cried only because i saw others crying and i thought all have to cry..well,thanx mom..you gave me something 2 post on.
i wanna b a kid,it is of no fun living the life of an adult with responsibilities and tensions..though im no longer a kid,im still a kid at heart!!
rock on dudez
