Yesterday we got a ton of snow…enough to prevent me from going to see Rachel but not enough to close school today, thanks to the efficiency of our snow removal team. Rather interesting, since in the middle of the storm campus was the best plowed of all the roads between it and my house, including I-95!
At the last minute I remembered to bring a sled with me, so we made the best of the afternoon by hiking all over campus looking for the best hills to go down. Sadly, I didn’t remember to bring my ski pants so although the rest of me remained relatively dry, my pants (jeans) ended up completely soaked. I think my knees were starting to freeze up on the way back, but it was a lot of fun. Especially since it was perfect packing snow, allowing many spontaneous snowball battles to ensue between my friends and I.
Everything seemed to be going rather well until around 9:00 last night, when I uncharacteristically decided to fall asleep for the next two hours. When I woke up my stomach was churning like a factory bent on expelling its contents at as fast a rate as possible. Midnight ’till five AM was spent lying on the couch outside the bathroom—what fun! Thank you, flu. How did I manage to get you? Unfair, I say.
This morning I dragged myself out of bed to go to Organic II, seeing as they take attendance. What do you know if she decided not to do it today. -_- Now it’s a matter of weighing the consequences of sleeping (or attempting to sleep) for the rest of the day or hauling my achy muscles from class to class in as routine a manner as possible. I’ll probably go with the latter because I’m stupid like that, and if I don’t practice the piano today I’m going to wind up frustrating my teacher even more than I already have. Here’s to Tylenol.