I am misery. I am pain. I am downright pathetic. I mean, a cold? "Icky" is the best phrase to use, I believe, despite its childish roots. My illness is not something romantic like tuberculosis or dramatic like throwing up til tears pour down your horror-stricken face. No, it's just fluids pouring from your nose forcing you to rub the blasted thing raw every 5 minutes. It's terrible. I'm so glad school was called off, it would have been torture today. Ah well. I hope all of you are doing well. Enjoy your surprise break.
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