I woke up this morning feeling sick: Maybe a fever and definitely a lot of boogers. I went to school anyway. I zoned out in class a few times and just wanted to go to bed. I think I earned (for once!!!) the sympathy of cray cray Elena. She gave us an oral test, which I’m going to guess didn’t go so well for me. I have yet to see the results, but I’m pretty good at approximating when epic failures occur. I sneezed and blew my nose a lot.
I went straight home after class, and was in the door by 5. I crawled into bed and just lied there for an hour. I went into the kitchen as Irina was preparing an epic feast for us (I’m guessing to redeem the meal from the night before, which was delicious and wonderful despite what she thinks). I told I was sick, and she asked a bunch of questions about my symptoms, when it started, and what she was going to give me to feel better. I understood the words she was saying. She explained a few other things to me that I also understood… I understood. That is still blowing my mind even as I’m writing this. Things are starting to click!
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