A few of my friends tested positive the same time I did. All of them had tested negative on Day 5.
Both my parents tested negative too on Day 5. So I thought, it’s genetic right? I should be too.
Demmit. Not only I didn’t, it didn’t even had the courtesy to be a half line. It was so marker-pen clear the T-line.
Everybody left the house to the mall to shop. I was home alone. Feeling like crap. Argh!
I texted my friends that I want to drink & drown my sorrows. They said, “Go ahead, please.”
Who needs enemies when we have friends like them, right? Hahaha…
Oh well, I told myself it’s okay. I cannot stay cheerful all the time. It’s unreal. I am real. I have real feelings. I shall feel crappy and blame the world for my misery. Go below the line.
How does that saying go again? When life gives you lemons, make lemonade, huh? Well bitches, this is my version. When life gives you Covid, we pour orange juice and Vodka to it.
Cheers!
Bimbo
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