Nothing Like Being Dead

My virus hasn't left my body yet. It's been a couple days now.  Luckily for me, I have friends and teachers who care about my health!  I had two give me cough drops, my art teacher give me a week's supply of vitamin C packet thingies that you put in your water, and a classmate buy me medicine!  (I LOVE YOU SO MUCH, NEISH.)

I've never felt so loved. I was nearly brought to tears when my friend 'Neish handed me a box of meds.

However, my sickness is getting worse.  Every time I cough, it turns into this whacked out coughing fit.  Followed by me gagging and trying to keep from throwing up.

There's only ONE EXPLANATION WHY I HAVEN'T BEEN GETTING BETTER.

There's only ONE REASON WHY LOVE AND MEDICINE AREN'T HEALING ME.

ONLY ONE CAUSE BEHIND WHY I ATTACKED MY BEST FRIEND CRISTEN TODAY AND BIT HER ARM! Oh, wait. I always do that.

WHAT ELSE OTHER THAN A ZOMBIE VIRUS?!?!?!?!

This is great. I've always wanted to be a part of the living dead's army.  There's so many things you can do while you're dead!

1. Eat someone. (You are what you eat.)
2. Walk.
3. Moan.
4. Repeat steps 1, 2, and 3.

Hey, I just noticed... we (while I still have control over my hunger for human flesh) should learn from the zombies' example.  We should learn to walk after eating a big meal.  No wonder why zombies are so skinny (except those ones on Zombie Land, it's obvious they overdosed on life).  As for the moaning part... I suggest you skip that part, especially if you're still human.

Only zombies can get away with moaning in public.

Seriously,
Wicked