Merry christmas to me. Instead of the usual nice upscale gift for myself or my very own escort to flaunt to everyone, I guess I opted for getting larygitis. Let's just say laryngitis round two. Ugh my fucking god, why oh why oh why!?! I mean i had it like 4 weeks ago and fortunately it wasn't severe to the point where I last my faggot ass voice but it did cause annoyance everytime i pretended to swallow Lorenzo Martone's or Tom Ford's cockerel. Actually I take it back. I mean I shouldn't be THAT responsive since it feels like I might get laryngitis.
I'm just assuming it's in it's early stages considering every time I yawn my throat hurts. No more eating or swallowing for me I guess. Like Deon says in Clueless "There goes your social life". Now all I gotta do is go to my perverted doctor and then get some fucking prescription and then get the pills blah blah blah boo hoo cry me a river. I really hope I'm being just some stupid annoying whore and that my throat hurts for maybe just like one more day. Plus if I do get laryngitis, how the fuck am I supposed to talk with losing my voice?!? A gurl has too much to blab about.