IIII CAN'T COME OUT TODAY, I'M SICK.

The song is 'Sick' by Lex Croucher and it should be longer than the one minute something it is. What am I even. I'm ill and it sucks because it doesn't feel that much worse than a cold, except it does? I dunno. Symptoms of a cold multiplied about seventy-eight fold. Need. More. Tea.

But anyway, HEY BLOG. Goodness it *has* been a long time hasn't it? I do apologise a little bit for that, but not a lot because my life's been pretty... meh. As it should be. Because I do nothing to make it more exciting.

Erm, I read fifty books! That's cool, huh? Actually on my fifty-first book. It is called 'Looking for Alaska' by someone you know. Book #50 was Mockingjay which I have to admit did no really like; I felt kind of like a fake because I loved The Hunger Games series but... not as much as a lot of people seem to. I liked the change and mix of violence, romance, drama and adolescence; it was good because it wasn't entirely happy but mostly sad. Like DH. There was a war, and casualties happen, even if they shouldn't have had to. I honestly missed a lot of stuff because I was reading fast because I wanted it to end so I could know what happened. Also, I wanted to read fifty books. So I did. Mockingjay deserves a B+, but that's all.

Ahhhhh and I saw Scott Pilgrim vs. The World and it's now my favourite film. I indulged entirely in its nerdiness and fondness of videogames, comic books, etc etc. It was all so cute and wonderful and clever and witty. I want to see it again. Soon. And go see if you haven't.

I'm going to die and go make some more fruit tea now.

BYE BYE BYE BYE BYE.