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Monday, May 7

The Evil Illness

I definitely have it. And as if that wasn't enough, I had to attend two confirmations this weekend. I felt fine when I got on the train to Frederikssund on Thursday, but by Friday morning when I had to be social I just wanted to curl up into a ball and die. It was really nice, but I felt sort of bad just wanting to retreat to the couch all the time and wrap myself in grandma's red wool coat. I got particularly nauseous during the afternoon, and managed to sneak off to the bathroom. Now, the last time I went into that bathroom I was insane and tried to make myself throw up, but this time it happened pretty much all on its own. Dizziness and blurry vision followed, and I saw fit to lie down on the bathroom rug (wasn't even that drunk, you won't believe how accustomed I am to this), close my eyes, and curled up into a ball. Did not die. Later I had a minor stress-induced episode with my grandma, who sort of pressured me into staying the night even though I only brought clothes for Friday -- didn't bother me none later on though, I still managed to get my English analysis done.

Saturday was bliss, but then came the cough.

And this morning I was done for. My throat sore and constricted, and I couldn't speak. No voice whatsoever. Even those grunting sounds we all use to communicate in the mornings just came out sort of squeaky and painful. And oh God, the coughing. We were off to Jutland for another confirmation, and guess what, I ended up in the bathroom as well. Not because I was nauseous, but because my skin was all flaky due to my sunburn and I was desperately trying to remedy it. I sucked it up eventually, and it was okay, though I coughed my way through the whole thing.

Still coughing.

My eyes are blurry and watery, and my head aches -- perfectly ideal conditions for blogging, no?

I really feel like I should have just stayed home this weekend and done my homework in bed. I was kind of mean to a lot of people due to my being stressed and generally feeling icky, and that bugs me to no end. Music got me through this weekend, these songs in particular:

These Times by Safetysuit
Criminal by Britney Spears
Wherever You Will Go by Charlene Soraia
Slow Dancing In A Burning Room by John Mayer
Sail by AWOLNATION

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