Wednesday, 20 May 2009

  • allergies and the swine.

    the weather has been awfully awkward lately. with rapid temperature changes, from nineties to sixties to eighties to forties, i'm simply unable to keep up.

    damn new england weather.

    not to mention pollen is e v e r y w h e r e, which is horrible for my allergies. i'm dying. srsly dying. it wasn't that bad until recently. now i'm sniffing up a storm. my nose is all yuck and runny and making my throat all irritated and blegh and blah and guh.

    nonetheless, life must go on. i'm just taking loads of medication again, just to try to supress my stupid allergy symptoms.

    this morning as i was getting ready for school, sitting in the hall in front of the mirror, messily curling my hair as quick as possible, my nose was all sniffly and runny and yuck. my dad, whose room was behind me, walks by me and into his room, stops, turns around looking at me through the mirror, and grills me for a good minute.

    "you're sniffing your nose," he said in his very stern voice.

    "yes, why yes i am sniffing my nose."

    he pauses before saying anything, watching me continue to take a strand of my hair at a time and roll it around the curling iron. as his eyebrows furrowed, he exclaimed "do you have the swine flu?!"

    . . . huh?

    i took my hair off the curler, turned around, and stared for a good five seconds.

    "allergies. i have allergies." i responded to my dad, dumbfounded. he shrugged his shoulders, turned around into his room.

    "allergies might turn to the swine!"

     

    i do not understand his logic.

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