death be upon me

i am sitting here feeling as though i would rather be dead. everytime i swallow my throat is stabbed with knives. i would like to cry. my nose is all stuffly and running. yes, those are my only two problems but the throat thing is so bad it's like taking over my life. i can't do anything comfortably anymore. i have to go now. i wish i had my mama and i wish i could skip class but i really can't.