Freedom, alas! Hardly.
How is it that right after finishing my finals I am struck by the common cold? It must have been the unexpected torrential conditions that wreaked havoc on my body. I was a skeptic about winter coming around this year, I mean afterall it is Southern California, I wouldn't have been surprised if it stayed 90 degrees year round. Preparation, I wasn't prepared and my body was just tired, I was asking for it.
Yesterday was my last day of finals and I was stoked, however I did have the normal cold symptoms like a runny nose and a mild cough, nothing too crucial. Finals weren't the last of my day, my parents dragged me up into the mountains of Angeles Crest Forest to go "look" at snow. I honestly was expecting to come home, drink some tea, and watch TV, but my parents wouldn't let me be. They insisted it would be so much fun and that looking at snow cleanses the heart. Rubbish. I sucked it up and went to go see snow, and it was beautiful. However I was carsick the entire ride and to top it all of my parents wanted to take me out to dinner and walk around in negative temperatures at The Americana at Brand. I came home, and knocked out like a oversized bear in hibernation.
My mind was murdered and my body was being tortured, but it certainly was lovely.
I woke up this morning expecting to feel somewhat better, but I was way worse. My head seemed to have a mini jack hammer slamming away at my brain, bricks laying on my back, a never ending fountain in my nose, and a cough that shook my entire body for what it was worth. Again, I took some Theraflu and fell asleep like Sleeping Beauty, minus the beauty.
I've been in pajamas all day, watching The Office: Season 2, laying with my cat, and BBMing on my phone.
Thank God for Blackberry Messenger and my boyfriend.
Some long overdue pictures from the beginning of December up to now:
Keep warm, take Airborne, and go look at snow.
It "cleanses the heart."
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