No, seriously, immune system. WTF.
Things I did this weekend:
Almost passed out while at work
Slept
Coughed
Slept
Slept
Ate
Watched TV
Used the Internets
Coughed
Watched TV
Coughed
Slept
Slept
Ate
Coughed
Developed an ear infection, apparently
Watched TV
Read Glamour magazine
Used the Internets
Coughed
Slept
Slept
My life: exciting as always. Being sick has made me so depressed and unmotivated (like that's unusual). I haven't caught up on any of my classwork, including the paper I was too sick to finish/hand in last week. Two weeks ago I was dying to return to New York and go back to school full-time, and now I feel like I couldn't give a damn. I wish my brain would not feel the need to make me miserable every time I am feeling remotely encouraged and happy about life.
To make matters worse, my manager at S'bux keeps screwing me over with the scheduling. Last week I had to close on Thursday (till 9:30) and work at 6 am on Friday. Ok, so she couldn't have known I'd be deathly sick, but still, isn't that a bit unnecessary? Then this week, she scheduled me for a shift starting at 7am on Thursday. I'm not available before 11 am on Thursdays, and haven't been for at least 3 months, because I have therapy on Thursday mornings. GRRR. JUST TRY TO MAKE ME WORK IT, BITCH.
Okay, I'm done whining, and will be going to bed probably sometime in the next half-hour, partially because I can't really deal with things right now but mostly because I have to work at 6 am again tomorrow. See you all in Starbucks hell.
Almost passed out while at work
Slept
Coughed
Slept
Slept
Ate
Watched TV
Used the Internets
Coughed
Watched TV
Coughed
Slept
Slept
Ate
Coughed
Developed an ear infection, apparently
Watched TV
Read Glamour magazine
Used the Internets
Coughed
Slept
Slept
My life: exciting as always. Being sick has made me so depressed and unmotivated (like that's unusual). I haven't caught up on any of my classwork, including the paper I was too sick to finish/hand in last week. Two weeks ago I was dying to return to New York and go back to school full-time, and now I feel like I couldn't give a damn. I wish my brain would not feel the need to make me miserable every time I am feeling remotely encouraged and happy about life.
To make matters worse, my manager at S'bux keeps screwing me over with the scheduling. Last week I had to close on Thursday (till 9:30) and work at 6 am on Friday. Ok, so she couldn't have known I'd be deathly sick, but still, isn't that a bit unnecessary? Then this week, she scheduled me for a shift starting at 7am on Thursday. I'm not available before 11 am on Thursdays, and haven't been for at least 3 months, because I have therapy on Thursday mornings. GRRR. JUST TRY TO MAKE ME WORK IT, BITCH.
Okay, I'm done whining, and will be going to bed probably sometime in the next half-hour, partially because I can't really deal with things right now but mostly because I have to work at 6 am again tomorrow. See you all in Starbucks hell.