My Tonsils are Ginormous

Hello again. It's been awhile.

For my Narrative Art: Reportage course, I am required to write each and everyday on my blog and I am thrilled at this rigiorous exercise. It's just a good habit to have, even if there's nothing too pertinent to say.

Have you ever had one of those naps where the phone rings every five minutes and you end up waking up more annoyed with the world than when you began? It's really no one person's fault but your own, yet it's so easy to blame all the people in your voicemail. That's how I'm feeling right now. That and overwhelmed. For the first time in 8 months, I've had a full day of classes, going 8:30-4:30 and then a student government meeting afterwards. And all of this with the worst sore throat I've ever experienced and tonsil's the size of walnuts. I'm just sick of being sick and falling behind in my work. And I'm also scared too because I've noticed a diminished amount of ambition or drive (professionally and academically speaking) from last year at this time. I can't figure out if it's just me being sick or maybe it's me finding the priorities in my life; my relationships with my friends have never been stronger.

So that's where I am right now, reclining on my favorite couch (the one that's been passed down from uncle to aunt to cousin to aunt to me four years ago. If this couch could talk...well, I don't think I'd like to listen to all it's stories). Looking forward to feeling better tomorrow.