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The "I'm not sick" update: Tuesday AM
Sep. 14th, 2004 06:44 amUuugh. I feel like crap. Yeah, still.
Was up half the night, every hour on the hour. Toss, turn, toss, turn. Hack, cough. If I am not better tomorrow, I'm calling the doctor. Which I don't want to do, but which may be necessary. I don't want to get really sick either, or have this go into something that linters. My uncle's wedding is in a couple weeks, and I've got to be okay for that.
Gods do I ever not want to go to school today. But it's only one class, the rest of the time I can spend hanging out in the library with my notebook and my CD player. It's almost like being at home, right?
Yeah. Don't I wish. But the sad thing is that it's probably going to be quieter at school this morning, as it is Tuesday, and Tuesday is National Leaf Blower day around here. None of the leaves have fallen off the trees yet, you understand, but the gardeners who keep up the apartment complex do seem to love their leaf blowers. And there's that big patch of grass downstairs under my window, so...yeah. Not too conductive to sleep. Damnit.
My head hurts, which I wish it wouldn't, but it's the sore throat and post-nasal drip that really have me worried, because I just don't get that a lot unless I'm on the virge of something less fun.
I don't know, really, but I can tell you this much- those bratty freshmen had better not piss me off today. Nor anybody else. Because I can't deal, and I'll have to kill them. Or cough on them. (You know, just in case. Plus it'll freak them out, which is always fun...) Or maybe just beat them upside the head with my binder. (I'd hit them with the whole backpack, but things I value are in there, like my notebook, my CD player, and my copy of Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban.)
Right. Must go attempt to find brain before class. Anyone seen it? It's pretty mushy, so I guess it could have dribbled away...
*clings to flist* I don't want to go...
Was up half the night, every hour on the hour. Toss, turn, toss, turn. Hack, cough. If I am not better tomorrow, I'm calling the doctor. Which I don't want to do, but which may be necessary. I don't want to get really sick either, or have this go into something that linters. My uncle's wedding is in a couple weeks, and I've got to be okay for that.
Gods do I ever not want to go to school today. But it's only one class, the rest of the time I can spend hanging out in the library with my notebook and my CD player. It's almost like being at home, right?
Yeah. Don't I wish. But the sad thing is that it's probably going to be quieter at school this morning, as it is Tuesday, and Tuesday is National Leaf Blower day around here. None of the leaves have fallen off the trees yet, you understand, but the gardeners who keep up the apartment complex do seem to love their leaf blowers. And there's that big patch of grass downstairs under my window, so...yeah. Not too conductive to sleep. Damnit.
My head hurts, which I wish it wouldn't, but it's the sore throat and post-nasal drip that really have me worried, because I just don't get that a lot unless I'm on the virge of something less fun.
I don't know, really, but I can tell you this much- those bratty freshmen had better not piss me off today. Nor anybody else. Because I can't deal, and I'll have to kill them. Or cough on them. (You know, just in case. Plus it'll freak them out, which is always fun...) Or maybe just beat them upside the head with my binder. (I'd hit them with the whole backpack, but things I value are in there, like my notebook, my CD player, and my copy of Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban.)
Right. Must go attempt to find brain before class. Anyone seen it? It's pretty mushy, so I guess it could have dribbled away...
*clings to flist* I don't want to go...
