Through all the work, showing the parents around, and I had this vision of paradise for the one week between spring and summer semesters. I thought that one week I'd explore the city, live it up, relax. But no. Not quite. Actually, very far from that.
Instead, I came down with a very very terrible and inconvenient illness. Probably as a result of my body's stress from finals week. It knocked me out for a week, confined in that 307 room. I was packing with 103+ fevers. I've never felt so terrible, and it lasted for over a week.
But now i'm here. Almost a full recovery, beautiful warm weather, started summer school (Psych and Existentialism), and a few good laughs later.
Last night was another one of those nights that I'll replay in my head for awhile. I'm almost 21, and i'm a little closer to catching up to everyone else. What occupied amojoam's every thought was totally put on hold, buried in a different world, and completely forgotten about. But, what a surprise. as always. what are we on now, like number five?
*bites lip*
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