Dear Diary,
I just can't seem to kick this cold. I feel so gross. I'm cold and clammy all the time, so I just stay in bed most of the day. But it seems that even two blankets and flannel pajamas don't keep the cold out...
To be honest, I'm scared. I'm scared to death. I know people get sick and I know I probably have the flu or a cold but what if I'm getting this H1Z1 everyone is talking about? I heard some guys at the UC talking about zombies and the disease and I wanted to vomit. What if I'm becoming one of those deadheads? Last November was hard enough, I lost some of my staff very early to the plague. I miss them a lot. But what if I'm becoming one of them? I can't right? I didn't get bit! I know I didn't.
But those boys in the UC, I think maybe they were leaders of some group on campus, even though the university told us to help shut them down. I guess even in the midst of this plague an RA is still an RA. I don't even care about helping the university anymore. Do I feel safe that everyone probably has a gun stashed away? No. But am I a little relieved? I guess.
I decided I'm not going to the clinic on this one. Since November a lot of students who went there have "gone home" or just fell off the fucking face of the earth. They're not going to get me. Not for a flu bug. I'm staying here, wrapped in my blanket, and out of trouble.
Note to self: arrange a trip to Walmart. Can't seem to eat enough food to be full : /
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