After a night of strange dreams (I dreamed that these two guys at Catz were going out, and then I swrote slash about them, and then they found out and were trying to kill me...) I woke up feeling dizzy, wobbly, feverish...you get the idea so decided: Today I was not going to attend any lectures/practicals or anything.
This was an extremely good decision. I always find that being more than 10ft from a bed and a kettle when you're sick makes you feel a thousand times worse, so staying at home meant I could get by on a fraction of the amount of painkillers I was on yesterday, when I was pretending to be normal and going to all the lectures, etc. It meant I could have a break and let my immune system get on top of whatever I have, as well as providing a much-needed break from 5th Week Stress.
So I've been curling up, relaxing, spending time being mothered and entertained by
girlofthemirror and her bestest fwiend, which was nice. And when they were out, I could curl up in front of my computer with hot tea and hot slash. And if I ever felt wobbly, I could flop on the bed just behind me :)
However, owing to generally poor sleep, etc. I'm still pretty knackered and incoherent and wobbly, so have had to cancel 1. Cheese Party and 2. Formal Hall (and the fact that I managed to double-book myself just shows how out of it I've been).
The other main source of stress in my life - room ballots - horrible things. You see, in second year, we're all accomodated in these flats of 4/5 people at this 1970s strangely built place, i.e. St Chad's, and we were supposed to be organising ourselves into flats by yesterday. Unfortunately, they strongly recommend against sharing with a significant other, and besides
girlofthemirror I'm not altogether that close to many people at Catz, so I had a few problems finding suitable flatmates. It was all looking good until the person I was expecting to share with decided to move in with some musical mates instead, and the other two people in our flat decided to enter the ballot without me in the hope that this would somehow stop them from ending up with the Weird Geeky Muso or the Annoying Economist. So I got my (almost blank) form in 15 minutes before the deadline. At least now I can forget about it all cos it is all pretty much out of the way now. That's a relief. But I hope I don't end up sharing with any undesirables :-\
This was an extremely good decision. I always find that being more than 10ft from a bed and a kettle when you're sick makes you feel a thousand times worse, so staying at home meant I could get by on a fraction of the amount of painkillers I was on yesterday, when I was pretending to be normal and going to all the lectures, etc. It meant I could have a break and let my immune system get on top of whatever I have, as well as providing a much-needed break from 5th Week Stress.
So I've been curling up, relaxing, spending time being mothered and entertained by
However, owing to generally poor sleep, etc. I'm still pretty knackered and incoherent and wobbly, so have had to cancel 1. Cheese Party and 2. Formal Hall (and the fact that I managed to double-book myself just shows how out of it I've been).
The other main source of stress in my life - room ballots - horrible things. You see, in second year, we're all accomodated in these flats of 4/5 people at this 1970s strangely built place, i.e. St Chad's, and we were supposed to be organising ourselves into flats by yesterday. Unfortunately, they strongly recommend against sharing with a significant other, and besides
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Date: 21 Feb 2004 11:54 (UTC)