Off to sleep I now must go.

I most defiantly have a cold, and it just keeps getting worse.

My head is spinning; my throat is aching;

my body wants to throw up what ever is inside.

I’m just so tired… .

And I have to do it all over again tomorrow.

Wonder if I’ll get yelled at again;

I hate when the manager is in such a bad mood.

It’s not my fault. It’s not my fault. It’s not my fault.

I don’t even believe me.

Urgh