I think I'm dying...or at least I feel like it.
I went to Santa Cruz with my parents yesterday and early in the day my throat felt scratchy. Now if you've spoken to me you know my voice is already scratchy and I constantly clear my throat. It's annoying but whatever, my voice isn't so good. As the day goes on it gets harder to swallow and I try and sleep on the way home. Then I slept again once at the house.
Jake and I attempted to see fireworks last night to no avail, I went home and slept again and now my nose is stuffy, I woke up in a sweat, and wow, is my head woozy.
What is this summer cold nonsense? I had one last year!
But I feel like shit and I have to go conduct interviews today then pick up my check. I will be resting and I might try and have my Thursday shift covered if I don't feel better after my shower this morning.
On the plus side (yes, I always find the silver lining), dad bought me a nice pair of heels on sale and I bought a new bag from crossroads that I had seen at Urban Outiftters for a much lower price.
Okay, I must get better. Must.
Jake and I attempted to see fireworks last night to no avail, I went home and slept again and now my nose is stuffy, I woke up in a sweat, and wow, is my head woozy.
What is this summer cold nonsense? I had one last year!
But I feel like shit and I have to go conduct interviews today then pick up my check. I will be resting and I might try and have my Thursday shift covered if I don't feel better after my shower this morning.
On the plus side (yes, I always find the silver lining), dad bought me a nice pair of heels on sale and I bought a new bag from crossroads that I had seen at Urban Outiftters for a much lower price.
Okay, I must get better. Must.