I'm sick again... : ( I hate getting sick. Things are bearable during the day because I'm busy with stuff, but when I try to sleep at night, life is a nightmare... and not just because of the book I read right before I went to bed--but that does contribute to my nightmarish non-sleep.
Because of my Young Adult Lit class, I have to read a bunch of young adult books, and I was falling behind so I went to the library and just grabbed four books that had a Y/A label on them. The very first one I read, just the other night, turned out to be a horror book. I hate horror anything, I do NOT read horror books. Of course I didn't get how horrible it was until it was too late, then I went back and looked at the prologue and understood everything. Crystal clear. I cried. And that made my cold worse.
Anton found me while I was trying to stop crying and thought I was crying because of the pain from being sick. But I told him the real reason to which he gasped, "Why would you read those kinds of books?" and I told him I didn't know it was like that, and then he told me to watch one of my movies to get it out of my head. So I watched "Living it Up" with Jerry Lewis and Dean Martin, and I laughed the whole time--great movie.
Today Anton went to the drug store and came back with a bag FULL of drugs. He said, "Honey, I got everything you need!" I think he asked the store clerk what to get to help me and then got every single thing the person mentioned--even though I only needed like two things. It's sweet of him though. : )
We tried out some of the deer roast we brought back. It was delicious (I was getting a little tired of duck). For some reason I always have to have mustard with my roast to dip it in... I think I picked it up from Dad.
Don't have any pictures because I don't have a camera (the one on my phone makes everything blurry)... but I also don't really have anything to take pictures of. I go to school, and come home. Sometimes I get to see Anton and sometimes I get sick. That is my life.
I know it's kind of pointless to dwell on how I'll be happy when some future event comes, because then I'll always be waiting for the future and never really be happy... but I really will be happier when I no longer have homework hanging over my head. Homework is so depressing.
I think I'm rambling because I'm tired... and can't sleep because I'm all congested... which makes me even more tired. SLEEP, come to meeeeeeeeeeeee....
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