Hand Sanitizer!!

Update on my friend?

Pretty much the same. I managed to make her smile a few times today, but she's still different. People are starting to notice, and since they know I'm good friends with her, they've been asking me what's going on. I don't feel comfortable telling them what really happened because I don't know if she would want me sharing that sort of news, so I just say that she's suffered a big loss.

On the same note of death: swine flu. It's spreading and we've all got to be prepared. I just read an article that a couple hundred are suspected of having it in New York City. Even Mayor Bloomberg was quoted as saying, “we may sadly see people either in New York City or nationally” die of it.

My advice? Use lots of hand sanitizer, stay away from sick people, you know the usual things.

I am aware that this might be a thing that will quickly blow over, like West Nile Virus and Mad Cow Disease ... but there's this nagging fear inside of me that tells me that something is going to happen. Maybe it's just my morbid streak, or the fact that I read Blindness, a book about a pandemic (blindness, obviously) that cripples the entire world ... but I can't help but feel like this could be it. We could all get sick and die.

Okay, I need to stop thinking sad thoughts. I have a chemistry exam tomorrow, wish me luck!

PS
Even as I am writing this now, I can hear the news coming from the TV in my parent's room and it's all "swine flu... swine flu... swine flu..."

Old Ladies

So first off; check out the So How Was Your Day? blog and see whose story made it up today :)

Secondly; I was doing some deep thinking in the lockerroom at the fitness club last night (Because blaring 80's music and the smell of old ladies invokes deep thinking) and I realized, if I died, how would the [insert "few"/] readers of my blog know of my passing away? In fact, most of them would probably think that I just gave up for good, or was just on an extended hiatus.

So I've decided that if I don't write a single thing in this blog for 28 days, you can assume that I've gone onto a better place... or a worse one, we'll have to see about this.

Capisce?

It's a morbid thought to be thinking on a Saturday morning, but I think that it's something that just needs to be taken care of.

Onto happier things!

I am now in love with That 70's Show!