I'm not sick. I'm not getting sick. I'm not getting sick...

I'm not sick. I'm not getting sick. I'm not getting sick...

That's what I've been trying myself the last two weeks. I didn't have time to be sick. I just needed to make it to next Thursday, then I would have time to bed sick.

Somewhere over the last 12 hours, my body decided to stop listening to me.

Now, I have a raspy voice, I can feel the congestion building in my sinuses, and although I just woke from a 2 hour nap, I feel the need for another one.

Why is their no flavour of halls that tastes good with orange juice? It's like they do it on purpose.