I'm in such a friggin' bad mood. See originally, I was doing okay. I fly back to school tomorrow morning, Aunt Jemima the fish is still alive and plans to go out for Espo's 19th on Wednesday. But nooooo.... Fuck. Went to the doctor's to confirm that I was over the mono, I feel completely better and had blood tests done to prove the point. But apparently now that I'm feeling well, the mono is like overtaking my body. Grrreat. So when I feel like absolute crap, my blood results weren't too bad and now that I feel fine, the results are shitty. I'm now not supposed to drink, to do any physical exercise or activity, to come in contact with sick people, and needless to say to kiss anyone. Which fuckin' blows. Like come on, I'm in University. What else is there to do. I'll apparently still be contagious for two to three weeks which is great, cuz I feel fuckin' fine. Grrrr. Not only that, the stupid ho of a doctor gives me a requisition for MORE FUCKIN' BLOODWORK. Fuck. So now that I've probably infected Josh because I feel fuckin' healthy... Fuck. The doctor doesn't even want me to go back to school for exams. This is gonna be great.