Sick. As. A. Dog.
Friday, I woke up with a sore throat, as I had the day before, but I thought nothing of it. Until I got to school and I suddenly couldn't talk. I knew one thing for sure: I had caught a cold- not the usual cold, the kind that leaves you speechless.
The friday before, I had spent about 12 hours with a friend who had basically no voice and wasn't able to stop his nose from running. Hot, right? Yeah, well, a week had gone by and it had finally hit me. Probably worse than it had hit him.
I was glad of one thing, though: the concert was over. And then something else hit me: I had a presentation to do that day and I had no voice. Next week it was (it's a once-a-week class)! So I quickly sent my friend a text: "Hey, thanks for putting my presentation off for a week!" He responded with "Ha, why?" "Caught your cold, lost my voice. :) " Not that I was excited to be sick; I just don't like being one of the first people to present...anything.
So I went home, silently broke the news to my family that I was mute and literally did nothing since. Apparently I "looked like death" yesterday. That's always a great compliment, you know?
I'm so boring. I apologize.
I need stories to tell.
Keren
I like the pictures! And you should totally post a pic of you sick. Then we'd know that you can look less than perfect :)
ReplyDeleteTrust me, I really DID look like that first one: hair all over the place, pj's, slippers and a cup of hot tea.
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