To hell with Thanksgiving and Illness
Alright, so, I had a crappy time at home for Thanksgiving. I couldn't sleep well for five days, and my brother drove me insane. And all that stress and sleep deprivation served only to get me sick! I'm weak, aching, tired, coughing, nauseous, sore throat, and have some sort of fever. Thats what I have to give thanks for this year. Screw mandatory holidays.
On a slightly better note, I hung out with Melanie at her friend's house again. It was fun, despite my weakened state, chills and near delirium. I probably shouldn't have been there, I didn't want to get anyone sick, but Melanie said it was ok.
And you know what else? Screw Dr. Greene. Apparently, nine people didn't make his deadline. I feel horrible for these people, who may very well fail the class because Dr. Greene is such a bastard.
On a slightly better note, I hung out with Melanie at her friend's house again. It was fun, despite my weakened state, chills and near delirium. I probably shouldn't have been there, I didn't want to get anyone sick, but Melanie said it was ok.
And you know what else? Screw Dr. Greene. Apparently, nine people didn't make his deadline. I feel horrible for these people, who may very well fail the class because Dr. Greene is such a bastard.