Friday, September 7, 2007

Sick

Last night, some people were talking pretty loud outside. My roommate told them to keep it down through the window but it didn't work. The girls next door were noisy, too. I went to bed at 9-ish again but unlike yesterday, I didn't feel recharged. And that's when I noticed my throat hurts.

At first I didn't really pay attention to it (or I didn't want to) because sometimes in the morning it does swell up. It hurts even now after taking some pills for it and halls candies. AAARGH. I don't know what the hell happened. It wasn't even cold last night. I guess my body is really vulnerable to virus right now. I don't want to do anything but sleep.
But I promised Ryiko that I would go to the pub with her tonight so hopefully, after I take a nap, I'll feel better. Maybe it's because having a soar throat is a minor thing, but I don't feel particularly alone or sad right now. I'm just very annoyed and tired. Actually being sick really gets me down to the basic... I think. Still I'll be irritated if this thing doesn't go away soon. I can't have sickness right now, when I'm unwillingly following the group schedules.

I really look forward to going to classes but not so much for field studies. Luckily for unluckily the courses I take don't really offer many. The first one I'll have is to London and that applies to everyone. And after that, about two weeks later, I have Psych field trip. I don't exactly know where we're going though.

I want to update photos but I just don't feel like it. I don't have that many to post anyway.

Ryiko keeps saying things about not coming back here after Christmas and how she thinks she doesn't belong here. That really gets me down because I don't want to think I don't belong here. If she does leave, it'll be really hard for me to stay. But knowing my parents, they will never ever allow me to return home, half finished, despite the pain and suffering. And I know it'll get to me everytime as a painful record. I don't want to give up, I can't, but...
I don't know.

And people expect me to post up really up-beat things... GOD. What did you really expect? Did you expect I'll be happy from the beginning? Stop giving me encouragement and saying "oh, you'll be fine once you get settled down." Do you think I don't know that?
I realize my family and friends just want to give me some reassurance but...
that's really not helping me and it just causes me more pain and sadness.

...
Okay, I guess having a soar throat CAN make me more irritable and fragile.

I just want to be serious and this place is not serious at all.

+ The power had come back on when I returned the room the same day. Thank god.