Sick again and weird dreams
I had this weird dream that for some reason, we knew Mike Chang. And he was hanging out with us, so we went to the roller skating rink. Which makes no sense. But whatever. I think it was just Niki, Mike, and Me, and we got there like right as they opened. They had a better snack stand than they do irl, so I think I was just going to get a coffee or something and watch other people derp around. But then out of nowhere there was a huge fair thing going on right next to the rink, and so when Chase showed up to hang out with us, he had to park between a shitty little caravan camper thing, and a bus. But he parked really funny because he didn't trust either of them. I mean, none of us blamed him. It was a camper and a coach. And I know Niki told me irl that he bought a 350, but I don't remember if she told me what color it was. It was blue in the dream though. And then Niki and Chase disappeared, so I started hanging out with Mike Chang, which was niiiiiice. And then Niki sent me some texts telling me that she and Chase were still there and they'd be back in a couple minutes. But I was hanging out with Mike Chang, so I was totally okay. I think it's weird that we were chillin with Mike Chang, instead of Harry Shum, but whatever. Brains are wacky.
Anyway, I'm sick again. I woke up a little while ago, and I went to the bathroom because I had to pee. But I took the opportunity to blow my nose, because all of my tissues are gone. What came out of my nose was about 40% snot and 60% bloody funk. When I came back to my room, I coughed up a marble-sized hunk of goo. It was green, white, orange, and red. And it was pretty large. It was gross. I washed it down the sink. My entire body is sore. Not as sore as the first two days, but still pretty bad. I'm not shaking as much when I stand up, now, at least. I'm pretty sure I had a fever last night and the night before. I'm glad that I got well again for like... three and a half weeks. It was a nice change of pace, I guess. And now I'm sick again. I hope this goes away soon. I don't want to be sick on the flight home. That would suck so hard.
Anyway, I'm sick again. I woke up a little while ago, and I went to the bathroom because I had to pee. But I took the opportunity to blow my nose, because all of my tissues are gone. What came out of my nose was about 40% snot and 60% bloody funk. When I came back to my room, I coughed up a marble-sized hunk of goo. It was green, white, orange, and red. And it was pretty large. It was gross. I washed it down the sink. My entire body is sore. Not as sore as the first two days, but still pretty bad. I'm not shaking as much when I stand up, now, at least. I'm pretty sure I had a fever last night and the night before. I'm glad that I got well again for like... three and a half weeks. It was a nice change of pace, I guess. And now I'm sick again. I hope this goes away soon. I don't want to be sick on the flight home. That would suck so hard.