Merry Christmas and a Pocky New Year

OH MY GOD!!!

I didn't realise that it's been that long since I last updated my blog. Not that there's nothing to be said but just procrastination works in "wondrous" ways. Plus the fact that we all know when the blogging bug strikes you can just go on and on and on. But when it doesn't...well...just say that it's a bit of a literary dry spell.

OK...

Now, why have I sprang back and decided to fill my lonely little blog with a bit of information? That's because I'm bored...and I'm trying to get myself doing something which will take my mind off the stupid itch, as a result from none other than, chickenpox.

Laugh all you like, people out there! Mind you don't choke when you snigger at me. But finally, I've got the thing that I've been dreading for years, worse as it goes by, and this doesn't get any better. The ultimate sign had to appear on Christmas morning, and there goes my nice little Christmas plans that I've been looking forward to.

I don't mind the blisters being there and all, and the fact that my throat feels so tight and dry that I can hardly drink water. But the itch...OMG, the itch!!!

IT IS KILLING ME!!!

And since I don't wanna risk having crater like pockmarks for the rest of my life, I'm wriggling like a worm in the hours when I'm awake, and pretending that the nothing is going on when I'm asleep.

I seriously can't wait for this to be over. It had better be soon.

ARGHHHHHHHHH!!!!