So I'm sick.
Not just sick, I'm way past Sick.
I'm 'under the weather' as my grandmother says.
Stuffy nose, raw throat, low grade fevor, pains.
It's truly wonderful. (Get the sarcasim?)

My dad's boss is supposed to be coming over to talk to him about work, even though him and I are both sick.
It's her fault I guess, if she gets sick too.
Ether way, I'm sure she will end up getting the flu.

Thank god it's not the Swine Flu, that would be horrible.
Ps, did you know that Rupert Grint had the Swine Flu?
Poor fellow.