Granted, however you cannot sleep for the next week as you have taken waaay to many caffene pills to counteract the sleepyness.
I wish my cold would go away.
Chipmunk_love- 06-13-2008
Granted. You now have the flu. Watch out for those pills! ;)
I wish my brother would get over his persecution complex.
#Thirteen- 07-05-2008
Granted... he now has a massive phobia of people critizising him, and starts running around screaming if anyone does.
I wish my friggin' huge stack of english homework would shrivell up in a hole and die already.
Hail the Random- 07-05-2008
Granted, but that doesn't mean that you don't still have to do it.
I wish my teeth didn't hurt so much.
Hibernia- 07-06-2008
Granted. All your teeth just fell out.
I wish it wasn't so hot.
Hail the Random- 07-06-2008
Granted, it's the new Ice Age.
I wish that I had a really big bandaid.
Boffle- 07-06-2008
Granted. It's now snowing.
I wish I had another glorious day off.
#Thirteen- 07-10-2008
Granted, a hurricane comes along and ruins your day.
I wish I didn't need to go back to school on Monday, and have a whole extra week of holidays. :(
Hail the Random- 07-10-2008
Granted. You don't need to go back to school, but you do anyways and get arrested for breaking and entering.
I wish I had more iTunes credits.
Hibernia- 07-11-2008
Granted, but your iPod just spontaneously went up in flames.
I wish I could start my new job next week instead of Sept. 1.
Poeia- 07-11-2008
Granted. This week was the last time you'll ever have a whole week off until you retire.
I wish my toe would get better already.
Hibernia- 07-11-2008
Granted. Your toe's all better. You do now have pneumonia.
I wish my neighbour would stop coming by all the time.
Hail the Random- 07-11-2008
Granted, your neighbor randomly breaks into your house now.
I wish I had something substantial for lunch.
Poeia- 07-11-2008
Granted. Your toe's all better. You do now have pneumonia. At this point - good trade-off.
I wish I had something substantial for lunch.
Granted. You have haggis. A great big serving of haggis. And for desert -- jellied tripe.
I wish these letters would walk themselves to the post office.
#Thirteen- 07-12-2008
Granted, but they take so long you were probably better off hand delivering them.
I wish my cough would go away already. The medicine has stopped working.