So Last week friday, my friend finally arived from Aruba. He's been staying with me, we been trying to get an apartment. Just 5 days after he decided, he doesn't like it here, he wants to go back. I was like you sure, he was like, yes. SO i was like, fine, your choice.

Thursday night he got out of bed (right now we staying in the same room) and surprise surprise as he goes in the bathroom, he notices his face is red

So guess what i'm trying to say is, the idiot, got the CHicken Poks, which his mom had a few weeks back and since i never got it before, So within 3 weeks I know for a fact i;m going to have. By then his ass is good, he is probably going to fly off to Aruba and leave me here stranded sick as a dog, while i was taking care of him all this time.

I swear i was gonna kill him, i had all intentions on going to my grave without getting the damn chicken pocks and now i'm going to get it....damn cheecky bastard.....arrrgggg