Well, I got this idea because I was bored. If u like these kinds of stories, read on. If you don't like these kinds of stories, read on anyways and I promise you'll find at least something to interest you. Anyways, this is all about the random stu...
I am typing from the living room in Cuenca, where we went for the weekend.
I love going to Cuenca because...I love the smell
I love the food
I love the chills(when they benefit me and when i'm NOT WITH A COLD)
But my parents just HAD to choose the WORST POSSIBLE TIME TO TRAVEL SOMEWHERE.
CUENCA TO ALL PLACES!!
Last friday, I went to school feeling sore and sleepy and hot (you know what kind...please)
Second period I was extremely cold, and then I was drenching in sweat, so I had someone feel my forehead, and I went to the nurse.
Turns out I had a fever.
But I couldn't just leave because, again, this was the WORST POSSIBLE TIME to leave because I had the most important subjects (except for last period...computers...we listened to tech fair and stuff).
When I got home I wasn't allowed to do anything but pack pack pack for Cuenca and check check check.
And I wasn't allowed to be pitied upon which is probably the best part of being sick :P
And then my stomach was hurting
And I had a cold
And my nose kept running and I had to either
a) wipe it on my sleeve
b) suck it down my throat
or
c)deal with having snot all over my face which would probably be frozen by the time we got to cuenca
Yes, all the options were as gross as they sounded
And guess what?
I had to deal with ALL OF THEM
Except c is a bit extreme, it only felt like that, i looked in the mirror and saw I had nothing.
And also my eyes kept watering because I felt like I had to sneeze
And I had ten pounds of hw to do over the weekend
and since I'm not a _____, or a ______, and I'm DEFINITELY not a ________, I'm probably never going to finish
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And each time I breathed, my nose felt on fire
And I had bitten my cheek from the inside at the deepest part of my mouth, like where my molars are, so I couldn't chew from one side of my mouth and my mouth tasted like a dead body and it hurts like HEELLLLLLLLLLL.
So we went to cuenca, and I felt like throwing up for the first time since I never throw up on trips.
Then, when we got to Cuenca and to a friend's house(which was where we were staying) I felt like I was made out of ice LITERALLY(not, actually because this is more figurative)
