Sep
19
The Sickness
Posted in Campus Life, General
A last ditch effort to survive
I bounded from the bus, ran up three flights of stairs, and quickly locked my door. I kept my shoes and jacket on as I wrapped myself up in a blanket and prayed it would not come. I took my vitamins, drank some orange juice, made some tea, washed my hands. And then I washed them again. I breathed in cautiously and kept to myself. I vacuumed, scrubbed, wiped, sprayed, and I even said a few words to God, but still it came.
I woke up on Monday with the sniffles. And I mean the watery eyes, runny nose, sore throat, why am I even alive and do I have to go to class sniffles.
Like a kindergarten classroom, the residence halls are a breeding ground for foreign germs. This past week was literally a domino effect of one girl after the other coming down with some form of a cold. And it takes no prisoners. All our conversation has revolved around football, the temperature of the room and how much Dayquil is in our medicine cabinet.
I wish I could offer you some piece of advice on how to avoid the campus epidemic that is rumored to have reached the apartments already but I can’t. Most likely you’ll find yourself standing in someone’s room decked out in winter attire with a mug of black apricot tea at least once before December. But your hat probably won’t be as awesome as mine.
Minus the earrings I’m a hottie
Unless you’re a guy- on both counts. Not only do you tend to have amazing hat collections, but while us ladies have been pulling out the sweaters I’ve noticed you are still in shorts. So I guess if I had to offer some advice, it would be to become a boy. Then you wouldn’t get sick and you’d be warm all the time.
I wonder…would I make a cute male? I imagine with the right stache anything is possible…
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