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Saturday night and I'm home, subbing an article that's quite beyond redemption.

I am down with a bad cough, phlegm, fever and my asthma's acting up. And wouldn't you know it, suddenly all my inhalers have gone past the expiry date. Cheebai. It's like they're conspiring against me. I'd use the boyfriend's, but he's at work/saving the world one McDonalds call at a time.

But he's been taking care of me and he's so nice to me when I'm sick. Iheartmybooboo.

Hahahaha, wouldn't you know it, my media player is playing Destiny's Child's Lose My Breath. HAHAHAHAHAHA, HOW APT FOR AN ASTHMATIC.

I find it bloody funny that my mum is clubbing at MOS right now with my stepdad. She asked me whether Alfie and I wanted to come along. HAHAHAHA. YEAH RIGHT. BE SEEN WITH MY PARENTS AT THE COOLEST NIGHTSPOT IN TOWN? NOT BLOODY LIKELY. My mum is cool but there's a limit to everything. Though she did bring me and my sister to HRC when I was 14 and then we danced on top of the podium in front of her. Madness.

She's bringing me to the doctor tomorrow. :) I hate being sick.

Was bloghopping. Yeah, I guess it's cool to hate your parents, you angsty poser. Pft.