Dude.
I just coughed.
And like 18 minutes ago, I thought I was gonna hurl.
Such begins my tribulations of the past two days.
You see....I thought my throat was sore yesterday because I slept with my mouth open. I woke up feeling fine, going about my normal routine, when all of a sudden I was hit with some miraculous conception of a cold.
Just like that.
One minute fine. The next I'm not eating, not talking, not wanting to even move.
I blame it on the weekend.
No. I blame it on my blog.
If I hadn't said this weekend will be great, I would perfectly healthy right now. Apparently bad things come to those who speak of good things.
SOoO last night I was in bed and I alwaYs know I"m sick when I start making up these bizarre scenarios/hallucinations/mind trips. I can't sleep because my mind will not shut down. I don't even know what I was thinking about but it seriously felt like my brain was on drugs. It's kind of like a recurring dream that will not end or make any sense but it just keeps going even when I'm awake.
Don't freak out now.
It's only when I'm sick.
It happened this one time back..iono...5 years ago....where I slept in my parents office and imagined I was every single character in a video game. I couldn't sleep because I had to go through them all.
Yup. Just like that.
And today I woke up and went to my classes. (Got a perfect track record..wouldn't want to mess that up or nuttin. Even if I was dying on the inside)
But all moaning aside, life goes on.
And whatever. So maybe I"m sick for a couple days but that doesn't mean the whole world must stop in my wake.
I'm a be plowing through.
Back to sippy orange juice.
..dude
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