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chanter1944I'm beginning to be seriously majorly glad I didn't go to forensics nationals.
About eleven something I started feeling crappy. And it progressed from there and I haven't slept. I have the flu. And everything that the flu entails. I'll skip the details but you can guess I've been running down the hall tonight. I'm shivering and freezing but my face is on fire I have a fever. And I felt like I was committing sacrelige when I dumped a half-full glass of half-frozen ice tea down the bathroom sink. I'm definitely sick. I already e-mailed my professors saying I might not show to class and why. I refuse to get to either class and have to make a mad dash out the door to convenient plantation. No way. I want my family to take Bosco for the weekend but I don't know if they will. Going outside will be hell, I know. I will not think of her. I will not think of Janet. She's a doctor, I need one. I'm really glad I didn't go to nationals. Did I drink bad orange soda, or was it the Italian sausage, or something else. Oh Faranth I can't think about food. I must sound so frakking delirious and maybe I am, hell, I'm mixing my universes and curses. It feels like sudden movements will make my hands ache worse. Ugh. Frakking flu. I really have the crud, he stuff that's been going around campus for a month. It's finally got round to me when I thought it already had. *whimpers*
My gods this was incoherent. I'm going back to bed. Consider this a free write.
About eleven something I started feeling crappy. And it progressed from there and I haven't slept. I have the flu. And everything that the flu entails. I'll skip the details but you can guess I've been running down the hall tonight. I'm shivering and freezing but my face is on fire I have a fever. And I felt like I was committing sacrelige when I dumped a half-full glass of half-frozen ice tea down the bathroom sink. I'm definitely sick. I already e-mailed my professors saying I might not show to class and why. I refuse to get to either class and have to make a mad dash out the door to convenient plantation. No way. I want my family to take Bosco for the weekend but I don't know if they will. Going outside will be hell, I know. I will not think of her. I will not think of Janet. She's a doctor, I need one. I'm really glad I didn't go to nationals. Did I drink bad orange soda, or was it the Italian sausage, or something else. Oh Faranth I can't think about food. I must sound so frakking delirious and maybe I am, hell, I'm mixing my universes and curses. It feels like sudden movements will make my hands ache worse. Ugh. Frakking flu. I really have the crud, he stuff that's been going around campus for a month. It's finally got round to me when I thought it already had. *whimpers*
My gods this was incoherent. I'm going back to bed. Consider this a free write.
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