Μπορώ να σας ακούσω σε έναν ψίθυρο, αλλά δεν μπορείτε νÎ

Guess what! It's... boring old Sunday. I have to work from 8 in the morning to two in the afternoon. Sunday is my day to sleep in. Stupid people. Oh well, I should be finishing my paper but I forgot it in my car. Crap on everything. I'm getting sick with a really bad cold and I have a headache and, and, and... I'm dying. *says it in a very whinny, I mean whiney, tone.* Alright, I have more internet surfing to do for the next 4 hours and 40 minutes. blah. st.