Why must this sickness strike me down during the second week of college, when I need to be in every single day? Why couldn’t it have happened later during the year when I could take a day off without feeling guilty about it?
I can’t decide if I want to go out or not tonight. I’m tired and probably have nothing to wear but it’s kinda the last night out before I go back to college so I probably should but I really just want to stay in and be a recluse and finish my mask. DURRRRRRRR.