The first picture is supposedly of a sick person in the middle ages. The second is when Indians meet Europeans.
I have a theory. I believe the bird flu is the child of the Black Plague or Black Death. It would explain why for the last two days, I've wanted to die. I'm finally a little bit better...
I have been a little depressed because we just finished A Separate Peace and started watching "Finding Neverland." I wish great didn't all have to be so depressing...
Have you ever noticed how these two things go hand in hand? How you can't have one without some form of the other? Have you ever noticed how they are everywhere? If you compliment someone, you're making a comparison. Just thought I would point that out to anyone... ;)