When I was 18 I literally sat in the middle of the sidewalk between the Lake and the DMC and cried I was in so much pain...then got up and went to Bible class and math class. And we all know how that story ended.
Today I woke up with a cold and I'm really wondering how I'm going to manage tomorrow at practicum. Though, to be fair, it is a little harder to do sterile procedures with your nose dripping like a faucet than if your abdomen feels like it's going to explode. Ah, oh well.
Since I have no health insurance I refuse to visit the student health center (who knows how much lab tests cost for Strep? I don't want to find out.). Instead I've been gargling with salt/garlic water every hour or so. It really helps the sore throat but I think it's what gave me the drippy nose. Dangit.
I sold my little bookcase today. Yep. I dug it out of the trash 11 months ago and sold it today for 6 bucks.
Hopefully I'll get this guy to fork over at least $10 for my free desk later today.
Almost everything is packed. The only things not packed are the clothes, food, dishes, and toiletries I need the next couple days and some random little things I can't figure out how to pack. My room is very naked. All my decorations are down, my snoopy collage separated, my blinds wide open, my walls clean (well, soon to be anyway) and only one picture of my family still out. But it's quite the opposite of depressing: the big "6!" (my countdown) on my wipe-off board is the only decoration I need :-P
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