Not with a Whimper, but with a Bang

     With a new year comes a new outlook. A fresh way of looking at the world. Being in Canada, a fresh coat of snow falls upon the ground within the first week, normally more than once. I write my exams and begin a new semester. There is usually a tendency to plaster on a positive, easy-going, this-year-is-going-to-be-the-best-year-ever feeling. In past years, I have gone along with this feeling. It's easy to get swept up in. Well, not this year. 2012 has begun with a sort of negative air to it, and it has nothing to do with any 'impending apocalypse'.

     My year started out in pain. Over a few days, this pain worsened, until yesterday it found me in the emergency room of the local hospital, where we waited rather patiently for over two and half hours. After waiting this extreme amount of time, I was told that the pain and swelling on the side of my face that I was experiencing was not the ear infection that I had expected it to be, but an infection in my salivary gland. You know, that thing that makes spit.

     Today I woke up looking like half a chipmunk. Eating has become one of the most painful experiences ever. I would rate it an 7.5/10 on my pain scale, with 10 being a spinal tap (nothing really get passed 8 anymore). Sleeping is rather annoying, as there is apparently no sleeping position in which my body is comfortable and my face doesn't want to fall off. I have been basically attached to my hot water bottle these past 2 days, as it is the only thing that brings me comfort. Dear god, how am I ever going to live through school tomorrow.

     I feel almost like this is some punishment for my complete and total disbelief in any sort of 2012 disaster. Life wants me to feel some sort of pain, since I refuse to feel at all panic-y and whatnot over the date.

     I have to bring my plant back to school tomorrow, and I kind of don't want to. It's grown so much more here than it ever did under the light in the classroom. When I brought it home, I seriously thought that I was going to end up killing it, since plants don't normally tend to last in my house. It had barely been green for more than a few days, while everyone elses were gaining height. Now though, I have super tall growths and new shoots. I am very proud of myself.

Above: The earliest picture of my plant babies when I brought them home.
Below: A picture I have just taken, to show juuust how good I am.

     So hopefully this year gets better, because if the highlight of my year is that I was able to successfully keep a plant alive for two weeks, then I don't know if I want to continue. I am feeling a tad bit better though. Don't forget to be awesome!

Can't Escape

     I thought I could escape it, but clearly life just doesn't work for me that way. I am sick. I haven't been sick since September (I'm not counting the night I threw up and missed school, I think that was from traveling and fast food). I thought what I was feeling at the end of the week was just an overdose of stress and not enough sleep, but sure enough I woke up this morning with a true cold. Lucky me.

     I have attempted to do homework for the past hour, but it just isn't going well. I will struggle through the rest of it later, but for now I need some time to just zone out. That, and some more cold medicine. There is only so much math homework a sick girl can do before her head implodes.

     I'm hoping I'll feel better for tomorrow, because even though it is my most hated day of the year, I will have to go to school. There's quite a bit of things I have to do tomorrow that are pretty important. Well, important to me anyway. So stay healthy, get your homework done, and DFTBA.

Again? Really?

     It's happened again. I'm sick. But this time I took a day off the rest. It's only a Friday, and not much was going to be happening in my classes, and I went yesterday against my better judgement. I was going to stay home yesterday, but decided not to. I ended up falling asleep in history, partly because I was exhausted and feeling horrible, and partly because the movie/documentary we were watching was really boring. So today I decided to stay home.
     I slept until noon, but only because the phone woke me up. I sat on the couch all afternoon, watching TV and movies, and catching up on YouTube. I must say, I am feeling much better. The only bad thing is that my feet keep falling asleep, my nose is raw from the tissue, and now I have to do homework. But it's going to be alright. I have all weekend.
     So have a good weekend, don't get sick, and DFTBA.

Sick in Bed

     Well, the inevitable has happened. I am sick. I've got a cold. Sore throat one day, runny nose and stuffy head the next. It's torture. I can't go 5 minutes without blowing my nose, and my head feels all stuffed up and heavy. And none of this is my fault. I was perfectly healthy, taking extra precautions like wearing a jacket and a sweater when going outside to prevent this. But no, my sister had to get sick, because of course a  jacket is just too good for her. No, she prefers to go out walking in the rain and the cold with only a thin sweater. So she got sick, and then I got sick.
     So now I am stuck in bed instead of going into the city. I could have gone, it was all my choice, but traveling and shopping and being with family when you are sick just isn't fun. Well, shopping is never fun for me, but I was looking forward to going to the book store. It's the only kind of shopping I can stand. I have spent the day lying in bed reading and being online. Not as fun as it sounds. At least I am warm and cozy though. Not that that makes up for any of this.
     If I am not better by Monday, I still have to go to school. Seeing as I am in grade 11 now, missing a day of school sets me back pretty far. Not to mention the homework that I would get. Also, since everyone else is at school, the Internet just isn't as fun. I hate being sick.
     That's all I really wanted to say. No links, no special stories or anything. Just to vent out my frustrations at being sick and warn you to not get sick. So stay healthy and DFTBA, my friends.