Denial. Denial to the end. This is the Lupin way.
I am not getting sick. I am not getting sick again. No. I won't allow it. I will not spend my Easter break feeling fucking miserable. That had better not be a whisper of a sore throat I feel.
I woke up this morning with a crick in my neck that means it hurts really bad if I try to move my head to the left. And yet it's this continuous ache even if I'm not trying to see what's to my left. (So much for checking out Giles, two comps to my left :P) I hope it's because I just slept wrong rather than some inflammation because fucking hell I'm getting sick again.
It'd better not be.
Tomorrow is the last day of lectures before Easter break. And I don't have a Bio of Cells lab. Might skip the 8:00 Chem tutorial and sleep in then. Forget what two lectures I have. I think it's Bio of Animals and Physics. Or maybe it's Cells and Physics. *shrugs* Whatever. Have a Bio of Cells lecture at 2:00 today, that's all I need to remember.
Not getting sick. Definitely not getting sick.
Had to rush (sort of) back from my Bio of Animals lab, which I we finished late, in order to exchange my linen. They exchange it between 12:15 and 1:00, on Wednesdays, and I'd kinda missed doing it the last couple weeks. Yeah, I know. Gross. But, my partner and I were hardly the only ones to finish late, nor even the last. It's just all the bloody measurements and calculations, and then graphing them, that was so bloody long and tedious. And then, in the last half hour, what comes wafting through the room but the smell of cooked food.
Ughhh... make me hungry why don't you. Bloody distracting.
Lost is on tonight. It will be the last episode I saw, before I left for New Zealand. Every episode after this will be new, and I only have a shadow of an idea of the upcoming events. But, then, I like not knowing. Except for the who dies part. If anyone dies I want to know. Umm... no, not morbid. Not me...
Fin.
I woke up this morning with a crick in my neck that means it hurts really bad if I try to move my head to the left. And yet it's this continuous ache even if I'm not trying to see what's to my left. (So much for checking out Giles, two comps to my left :P) I hope it's because I just slept wrong rather than some inflammation because fucking hell I'm getting sick again.
It'd better not be.
Tomorrow is the last day of lectures before Easter break. And I don't have a Bio of Cells lab. Might skip the 8:00 Chem tutorial and sleep in then. Forget what two lectures I have. I think it's Bio of Animals and Physics. Or maybe it's Cells and Physics. *shrugs* Whatever. Have a Bio of Cells lecture at 2:00 today, that's all I need to remember.
Not getting sick. Definitely not getting sick.
Had to rush (sort of) back from my Bio of Animals lab, which I we finished late, in order to exchange my linen. They exchange it between 12:15 and 1:00, on Wednesdays, and I'd kinda missed doing it the last couple weeks. Yeah, I know. Gross. But, my partner and I were hardly the only ones to finish late, nor even the last. It's just all the bloody measurements and calculations, and then graphing them, that was so bloody long and tedious. And then, in the last half hour, what comes wafting through the room but the smell of cooked food.
Ughhh... make me hungry why don't you. Bloody distracting.
Lost is on tonight. It will be the last episode I saw, before I left for New Zealand. Every episode after this will be new, and I only have a shadow of an idea of the upcoming events. But, then, I like not knowing. Except for the who dies part. If anyone dies I want to know. Umm... no, not morbid. Not me...
Fin.