Sick

At the beginning of this week, I was sick...which obviously wasn't too fun. My symptoms showed up in the middle of last week, but I didn't think much of it...I just had some coughs and headaches. On Wednesday, I woke up incredibly dizzy. I could hardly walk the entire day and had to move very slowly. According to my friend Cassie, it seemed like I was on vicodin. I decided to go into the health center and get myself checked out. I was so worried that I had pneumonia, mono, bronchitis, or something serious like that. I could feel my heart clobbering my rib cage and surrounding organs and what not...seriously, it was beating that hard. After the nurse wrote down all of my symptoms and took my temperature, the doctor came in. Do you know what she diagnosed me with? Q-tipaholicism...well, that's my word, but that's what I have. She asked me if I was a q-tipaholic, and I answered, "yes." Apparently ears are very important...not just with hearing. As many know, they help with balance. Using so many q-tips impacted my earwax or something, and then my equilibrium was thrown off. It also explains the drippings down the back of my throat, the headaches, and the violent coughs. So with my diagnosis, I left the building with the script in my hand (I realized that I left my money in my room, so I had no way to pay for the meds and what not), and it started raining. So now I probably will get sick. I can only wait until then.

Roomies!!!!!

I absolutely adore my roommates.  We all get along so well.  We go out to eat quite a few times a week and spend so much time with each other.  We constantly help each other out with pretty much everything.  I really hope we don't end up pissing each other off to the point where we don't want to be roommates...I would probably cry.  I finally have people that I can share clothes with. My sisters and I were all different sizes, making it difficult for us to wear each others' clothes.  When I feel like dressing up, I wear Brittney's clothes. I never wear Trinity's...but she wears mine every so often.  We get each other chocolate when someone isn't happy. I'm just amazed by how well this all worked out.

Weird Happenings

Okay, so every Friday when I'm walking back from Cooper, my backpack makes the strangest noise. It's only on Fridays! It sounds like a mix between a dog barking and an owl hooting.  I have three explanations for it. One: The books that I have in my bag move strangely and make that noise. Two: the combination of the books, the wind, and the way I walk cause the sound. Three: an animal jumps into my bag every Friday sometime during class. I always want to slap my bag and see what's going on in there, but I would look like an idiot! I have no idea how to silence the noise, but it makes me feel self-conscious. I'm worried that people are going to walk next to me, hear it, and ask their friends, "What is that noise coming from that strange girl?" And I have no answer!!! Then after a while, it just gets annoying, and I can't wait to take off the bag and drop it on the ground.