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Sep. 7th, 2014 03:26 pmSick. Sick, sick, sick. The second week of school -- going into the third -- is definitely not the best time to get sick. Not that there's ever a good time. And I'm not quite sick enough to be comfortable not going to class, unfortunately.
*hacks up lung*
(Actually, to be fair, I can't think of a single time that I've ever been sick enough to be comfortable not going to class because I have "you are a failure if you admit weakness" tattooed on my forehead. I think it did happen once, but I'm not positive, and I know a couple of times I went to class when I definitely should not have because foreign languages make even less sense on a fever. I have no idea if teachers actually appreciate students coming to class sick or not, but the alternative is getting even further behind than I already am.)
I can't even take cold medicine because the last time I did I got so dizzy I couldn't walk in a straight line, which is...not useful. I need to at least be cogent because I have to do work.
*hacks up lung*
(Actually, to be fair, I can't think of a single time that I've ever been sick enough to be comfortable not going to class because I have "you are a failure if you admit weakness" tattooed on my forehead. I think it did happen once, but I'm not positive, and I know a couple of times I went to class when I definitely should not have because foreign languages make even less sense on a fever. I have no idea if teachers actually appreciate students coming to class sick or not, but the alternative is getting even further behind than I already am.)
I can't even take cold medicine because the last time I did I got so dizzy I couldn't walk in a straight line, which is...not useful. I need to at least be cogent because I have to do work.