honestly, I hate this. I feel super super crappy and I have my dad trying to tell me to get up and…

honestly, I hate this. I feel super super crappy and I have my dad trying to tell me to get up and get my butt ready and into work. pause. wait just a second man. I'm over here trying not to puke on myself while trying to figure out why I feel like something is about to fall out of me and all you're concerned about is me going to work. -.- please trade bodies and see how well you do.