I hate being sick. Even if it's not really an illness, just a funny feeling in your tummy. You don't want to go anywhere, and your bed seems like the best place on earth. Which is why I am staying in on a Saturday night, even though there is a theme party going on. But it's cold, I'm nauseous and I have homework looming in front of me. Therefore, I'm going to stay in my sweatpants, and drink egg nog and watch The Santa Clause. Probably not the most social or productive plan, but I am so over Fall semester it's disgusting. I would give my right leg to be home right now.
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