Sunday, October 25, 2009

Stupid Pig Flu

So, I'm sick. A couple days ago I woke up with a sore throat and a stuffy nose, which I guess for most people these days means I have the dreaded SWINE FLU. Goodness people, have we forgotten the existence of the common cold? Did it cease to exist when pigs started spreading around their germs? I was just sitting in class sniffling a little bit, but you would have thought that I was hacking and spitting booger radiation in all directions by how quickly my classmates moved seats. Come on people, I was sniffing. I was pretty tempted to go around and just start coughing on people. I didn't though, BECAUSE I DON'T EVEN HAVE A COUGH. Just a slightly runny nose. I probably would have been stoned on the spot if I would've sneezed.

Remember how we used to say, "Bless you" when someone sneezed? But "Curse you" seems more appropriate by the looks I get. Sorry that my immune system is working correctly.
I completely agree that people should take extra measures to avoid getting infected.I understand that it's pretty miserable having the swine flu. But it's even more miserable not having swine flu but people think you have it. I feel like I have to begin and end all my conversations with, "I don't have swine the flu." I have a lot more I'd like to say but I have to go because the girl sitting by me is blowing her nose and the swine flu is the last thing I need right now.

Monday, August 17, 2009

So normal it's weird

So, I always thought it would be weird coming home. But, surprisingly, it's so normal it's weird. Like waking up from on dream into another. Another dream with a lot less rules.

It's been nice being so busy since being home. I've had,
  1. Two Wedding Receptions
  2. One Funeral
  3. One Farewell
  4. Two Homecomings
  5. Two Dates
  6. One Bad Headache

I think it's funny the kind of opinions that are made toward recently-returned missionaries. As if they already know exactly how you are going to react to things or that they already know you're weird and so on and so forth. It almost makes me want to go streaking down the sacrament aisles just to disprove their point. Hmmm....actually, in their minds it WOULD prove that I was weird. Dang it, you just can't win with these people.