I consider myself lucky for having a rather good immune system. That’s why when my suitemate, then my friend across the hall, and then my friend next door got sick, I wasn’t overly concerned. If you ask my friends they’ll probably tell you that I said “I never get sick” about ten or fifteen times over this past week with a haughty and self-righteous tone. They are liars and are not to be trusted, but regardless, I was pretty confident that I would not succumb to this terrible plague that had been seeping its way into the throats and nostrils of my compatriots. Sadly, I was quite mistaken.
So today makes our six and a half year anniversary and 100 days until we get married. Exciting! I feel so behind.
I guess that’s the theme for this semester. For my classes, a lot of the dates of when things are due are pretty flexible and I can only take it about a week at a time.