February 15, 12 AM, alarm goes off to the classic iPhone “Marimba.” My head is throbbing, my stomach is aching,
my muscles are shivering. What is
this? Have I been sleeping all this
time? I roll out of bed to start my
homework for the evening, but I realize that I am mentally incapable of
comprehending anything I read. My
temperature reads 102. I give up. I want to go home. Blackout.
Something makes me think Pranam stayed the night, but then again, I had
a dream about Meili and Steve.
Déjà vu.
I not only fell ill on a Tuesday, but I became cognitively
impaired on the second week of major exams.
Huge FML — especially because this happened just a couple weeks ago.
Sadface... :(((
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