I'm sick. Blerg
So I found out something interesting the other day. People have a very different perception of me than the one I have of myself. Hannah told me that when she used to see me sitting in lectures, with my feet up on the chair in front of me, she used to think I was too cool for her to talk to! I used to hate lectures because I had no one to sit with! And Margot said that her friend who came to visit thought I dressed cool. What is wrong with these people?! I am *not* cool! Since when have I been cool? Well, the thing that Hannah said happened in first year, so apparently I've been working the cool, aloof thing for at least 3 years now. I had no idea! I know my cousin Donna always thought I was cool, but I just figured she was the only one!
It's just past 8am and I'm awake, writing this post. I feel pretty shitty. My cold has just been getting worse and worse as each day passes. When I woke up my throat was killing me. It has reached that stage where when you cough, it really hurts. Yesterday I was just kind of scratchy, in a sexy way, except my stuffy nose made it not sound so sexy and more *special*, if you catch my drift. My own father made fun of me on the phone! I'm all achy as well. Ugh. I hate getting sick. Dad reckons it's something to do with stress because I used to always get sick during holidays, breaks from school, right before I was supposed to go to America. I haven't been this sick in a while. Had a few trifling coughs this summer, but no full blown cold. I'm not really a good sick person because I moan about it a lot. I feel sorry for my friends when I'm like this. Now I can't breathe out my nose either. And I really don't want to cough because it hurts! >whimpers<
Maybe I'll crawl back into bed for a bit. My head is beginning to hurt and there's really no need for me to be awake right now because all it does is make me want to eat and I don't have enough resources (ie food or money for more food) to do that. So bed it is!