I shall scream “I’m not fat, it’s glandular!” at people for the rest of my life. This is my reward.
The Epic Saga of Glandular Fever comes to an end.
Glandular Fever: The Fever Strikes Back
Cleaning like a mad man.
My parents invited me to join them in the pub to watch the match. I almost chocked I was laughing so hard. Me and sports don’t mix. Me and alcohol currently do not mix. Me and life also do not mix thanks to my swollen glands. Oh family don’t you know me at all? But in summary I’m far to fabulous for sports. Unless those sports involve physically hitting somone. I like hitting :D
It is so odd to go from a place of absolute freedom to one of significantly less. I am a beast of freedom, it’s what I crave and what I need. So this confinement, it is stunting. Though one never knows what they have until it is gone. But when the imprisonment ends, what then? Will I be insane and run through life, once more a beast of freedom? Or can I finally slow, stop, take a breath? It seems a horrifying notion, to stop moving and stand still, to allow closeness. But there is always curiosity.
The whole sleeping forever thing, really is starting to set in. If I don’t set my alarm I can sleep for nearly sixteen hours now, despite this I’m always tired. Today I didn’t awaken until three in the afternoon. It certainly felt like a waste. I know it is late now, but I was napping during the day, so I feel I should at least spend some portion of my time awake, if I can.
But it could most definitely be worse. Cursed with temporary tiredness is definitely one of the better illness side-effects to be struck down with. Sure I may be wasting this portion of my life, but I can adapt.
If anything, I can consider this summer my hibernation period.
Unlike every other species, the College Student goes into a period of hibernation after the termination of his college for summer. During this time he will catch up on sleep and during his waking hours, feast on healthy foods that he has not come into contact with since the college term started. No glitter or paint will be utilized during this time.
Yeah, life certainly is odd. Oh well, maybe I’ll get to dream more now. I like dreams on the rare occasion I have them. All colour and no boundaries. Exactly what I want.
I caved and did the cinnamon challenge.
Against doctors orders however I did go to the park. It was such a fun day. Why does this have to end?