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Well, while everyone writes about their new resolutions or their past experiences over Christmas break, I GET FUCKING TONSILITIS.
It's not even tonsilitis, my dr. can't figure it out. It's not strep, it's not mono. It's the new Sara Ross disease that I've just made up. And while my days of break are winding down, I'm stuck inside with 3 prescriptions, a box of Kleenex, and the special edition When Harry met Sally DVD.
I was planning on not going to showchoir. I thought to myself, fuck that it's break I'm not going. That was until I got sick and begged my dad to let me go. You would have thought it was a crazy party with lots of drugs and alcohol. I'm going so crazy that I even begged my dr. to let me sit on a fuckin cafeteria floor for 2 hours today, but like always, I lost the fight.
My contagious period ends tomorrow, and I am runnin for that door.
Happy New Year.
It's not even tonsilitis, my dr. can't figure it out. It's not strep, it's not mono. It's the new Sara Ross disease that I've just made up. And while my days of break are winding down, I'm stuck inside with 3 prescriptions, a box of Kleenex, and the special edition When Harry met Sally DVD.
I was planning on not going to showchoir. I thought to myself, fuck that it's break I'm not going. That was until I got sick and begged my dad to let me go. You would have thought it was a crazy party with lots of drugs and alcohol. I'm going so crazy that I even begged my dr. to let me sit on a fuckin cafeteria floor for 2 hours today, but like always, I lost the fight.
My contagious period ends tomorrow, and I am runnin for that door.
Happy New Year.