fuck
so at the end of my last entry, i was just about to go out in the rainstorm wind that gave me this damn cold. the only thing that i really which would go away the most is my sore throat. i have all my work done and since we have the jazz age midterm (im done!) we don't have class. i decided that i'm not going to irish lit so i can have the whole day to be in bed and give my body a chance to really recover. i don't want to be sick over break dammit! the dj on wkco sounds like he's on drugs. i am coughing...ahh dammit. at least my head doesn't hurt. i've been having soup which is good no singing. i want to sing so badly but i can't/shouldn't. my voice sounds all sexeh/husky when i do though, too bad it's just because of my congestion.
i got an e mail from Sarah in Exeter. i'm going to send her fun stuff.
i got an e mail from Sarah in Exeter. i'm going to send her fun stuff.