Oh Fuck, I Quit!
It is interesting how one day you are feeling like everything is going okay. You are laughing with friends and having great conversation. Then a new day comes and it is all shot to hell. Everytime you open your mouth to speak, out rolls a dry cough. You spend your day traipsing across the city, expelling energy just because you spent the past two weeks trapped in your apartment. Ugh, and then you lose your cellphone. But you dont know that you have lost your cellphone until you get an email from an old friend in Orlando who tells you that some lady has found your phone and that you should call this lady. But your new apartment doesnt have a phone and your roommates are out enjoying themselves and being healthy at a night club. I quit!