Sorry mr virus, i thought you were mrs fever's son.

turns out i have a 'virus' not a 'fever'.
well, here are the positive things mr virus has given and taught me:

• my mummy does a lot for me, and i do nearly nothing in return, except for the everlasting complaints
• I spent today with my daddy, we went to the doctors and found a rare 'treasure shop' where it sold vintage wares for a spasticly cheap price
• my dog pepper DOES get lonely
• My friends care about me :) :)
• I have the ability to go on facebook for only 3.47 minutes
• I get to miss so much maths work that when i get back i will fail
• I browsed my dad's iphone and drooled over the endless instant/hipstamatic/polaroid/film effects on applications
• i guess i appreciate more..
• when you laugh and you have a cough, both seem to combine in a harmonious joint that brings tears of a rare specimen of both pain and joy
• My dad feels like he's only been in Australia for 3-5 years
• TIME RIDES ON A NIMBUS 900000000000 AND BY THE TIME YOU REALISE WHAT IT IS YOU'RE DEAD.

okay. i'm not quite sure what that last point meant....