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Just a note for anyone who would like to visit or live in England: If you ever get sick, make sure you do so between nine and five o'clock, Monday through Friday. If you're unfortunate enough to get sick outside of regular office hours, then you're more or less on your own.

Cut for length, sarcasm, and the occasional randomness... )

But in the end, I'm fine. Just tired, I suppose. Today's schedule consisted of a nine o'clock lecture, running to the pharmacy across town, another lecture, heading back to college, tutorial to go over collections, then work from three-thirty to seven o'clock, followed by our Guest Night Dinner. The dinner was great, and Clare and I had Penny, Farhana, Helen, and Sarah over as our guests. (They arrived, fully dressed and ready, around seven o'clock, to find me still mopping the floor in my jeans and flip-flops. "Cinderella wants to go to the ball!" ; P) Good food, and even better company, made for a lovely evening.

And now it's definitely time to sleep.
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I finally got up about four-thirty this afternoon.

This is going to sound really melodramatic, so please forgive that. But I spent a few hours in the hospital last night. Boy, was that fun.

For those of you interested in the whole story... )

Just to reiterate, I'm just fine now, there's no need to make a fuss, and we should have this whole thing sorted out soon. ♥
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I'm feeling so much better today. Within the first two days I was ill, I slept twenty-nine hours; all that rest has really been making a difference. I only needed ten hours of sleep last night, and my throat no longer feels like it's been scalded with boiling sulfuric acid. My sniffles and headache are gone, and I think the fever is on its way out, too. Rejoice.

I felt like a kid staying home sick from school today. I normally have a ton of lectures on Fridays, but I spent most of the morning sleeping. I went and got some lunch in the Buttery, then sat there eating and watching TV. As for the kid reference? I was sipping a juice box full of orange juice and watching Scooby-Doo. Scooby and the gang were in China, and when someone was attacked by a "real" Chinese dragon, it was time to investigate the mystery! Priceless.

Luckily, being sick has given me a ton of time to work on the things due next week; my schedule is looking downright brutal at this point. No worries, though. The weekend is still young, and I'll have plenty of time to finish it all up. And if I push myself, I might be able to finish it all up by tomorrow evening, so I can enjoy Clare's birthday party without the thought of unfinished work hanging over my head like a cloud. It's pretty unrealistic, as far as goals go, but worth a shot regardless.

I missed Wednesday's rehearsal because of the flu, which was truly unfortunate. I hate missing rehearsal; partly because it's irresponsible, but mainly because rehearsals are just...fun. OULES is a huge source of stress-relief for me, even if I'm not actively rehearsing anything. It's enough for me to just watch and laugh and have my shoes stolen right off my feet. Every rehearsal is a surprise. (For all you know, you could walk in to find shoes hanging from every light fixture in the room...) All it takes is for one person to burst into song, and then everyone's singing because they either know the words by heart or are just learning as they go. There's always an air of familial love about the OULES; but not just any old boring family. A restless, creative, chaotic, mischievous, fun-loving, wacky family that could take any activity and make it spontaneously combust into something joyous. The kind of huge, happy family that could turn a party into a big mess or a mess into a big party. And that's why the OULES are made of joy.

Oh, dear....I think I've waxed a bit philosophical there. I should have at least thrown a few panto references in there while I was at it. Looking back now, though, that description makes us sound like a very big version of the Weasley family.

Are we the Weasleys? Hmmm...

Speaking of joy...Naruto is making me (and about a billion other fans) very happy right now. The fact that both Naruto and Bleach are no longer producing filler is beyond exciting, and I'm on the edge of my seat.

Oh, bring on the good stuff...
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Well, apparently I've caught the flu. Lovely.

Cut for flu-related whining and complaining... )

Oh, and for those of you who don't live in Oxford, it snowed beautifully on Thursday. And for those of you that haven't seen the album on my Facebook, I'm including some of the pictures here.

Cut for gorgeousness (and a ton of large pictures)... )

If you want to see them all, just let me know.

Oh, and here's my room, for anyone who hasn't seen it yet.

I told you it was right on the river... ).

And while I'm at it, here are a few songs that reminds me of that snowy day. (Apparently the FFVI soundtrack is very ethereal...)

"Coin Song"- Final Fantasy VI OST
"Celes"- Final Fantasy VI OST
"The Mystic Forest"- Final Fantasy VI OST

All right, bedtime now.
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I've been fighting off some kind of illness for the past week or so; just dealing with a general feeling of lethargy and overall crappiness, with the occasional bad cough thrown in for variety. Most of the time I could act like I was feeling fine, since my symptoms weren't too bad.

But today, I'm sick.

I was up nearly the entire night coughing. My throat is killing me. I'm constantly blowing my nose. I have no energy, and my joints ache. I know that I'm running a fever, but I feel like I'm freezing. Even bundled up here inside my warm room, I keep getting bad cases of the shakes and have to retreat into bed.

Speaking of which, I feel another shaking spell coming on, so I'll have to cut this entry short. I'm going to make myself a cup of tea and just go back to bed.

Hopefully I'll feel better tomorrow. I have to go to class tomorrow, anyway; I have no choice, since I'll have a statistics practical to do.

[/childish whining]
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Okay, so I'm going to try to get back on British time tonight. I got up at seven-thirty this morning, and I'm going to bed around seven or eight o'clock this evening. Then I'm going to wake up at three in the morning, and stay up until tomorrow evening. This will be my new life cycle, and if you want to get in touch with me, I suggest you do it while I'm actually awake. Yes, I know this is weird. But my mom insists, so we'll just have to see how it goes.

My family celebrated my birthday yesterday, and guess what I got? A digital camera. You guys know what this means; you'll be able to actually see what I see while I'm at school, instead of having to suffer through my legendary purple prose. I promise good pictures. I'm going to try to download the photo software onto my laptop tonight before I go to bed, and we're going to get me a bigger memory card tomorrow. And an international battery recharger, so I don't have to constantly buy batteries over in the UK. I look forward to assaulting you all with pictures of my daily life.

By the way, Kacie is awesome. I got to spend some time with her before she left, and it was time well-spent. When you've been friends with someone since you were six-years-old (and they swear that you'll be the godmother of their children), you always have a special place in your heart for them. I'm so proud of her; I could never learn to speak and write Arabic, and she's been pulling it off with flying colors. And seriously, what a sweetheart. Hopefully we can keep in touch better this term.

Kacie also presented me with gifts. Leave it to her to know the most incredible moisturizers and such. I smell like some kind of dessert right now; no kidding, I'm delicious. And it's the kind of stuff that you can rub all over you, but it's not greasy so you don't even feel the need to wash your hands afterward. I've never owned girly stuff like that, so please ignore my astonished amusement.

I stumbled upon a gift-card that a friend of the family's had given me for Christmas. I hadn't even known it existed, and now suddenly I have forty dollars to spend. The beauty of gift cards is that they can't be spent anywhere else, so I don't feel the usual guilt at the thought of buying something for myself. So we're going to the mall tomorrow, and I have forty dollars, guilt-free, to spend in Victoria's Secret. Woohoo, panties.

And even though I still have about a week's worth of antibiotics to take, I'm starting to feel better. I still get tired really easily, but I'm not sneezing constantly anymore.

So let's recap: I have a freaky new sleep schedule, I have my own (totally awesome) digital camera, I was able to spend time with my opposite twin, I smell wonderfully girly, I'm going to get some pretty unmentionables, and I'm no longer a walking contagion. Yes, things are just peachy*.

I started to pack today, and I've actually gotten most of it done. Score.

If any of you guys want to see me before I leave, I suggest you let me know as soon as possible. The closer we get to E-day**, the less likely my mom will let me hang out with friends.


*Yes, I'm aware of how utterly ridiculous this entire post is.

**England-day; code name for my latest invasion of Oxford, and Britain in general.
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I don't want to sound melodramatic or anything, but I seriously thought I was going to die last night. I actually considered how Oxford would have to tell my mother.

Dear Mrs. M_____,

It is with our deepest regrets that we must inform you of a tragedy. Your daughter, Cassondra, passed away last night. There were no witnesses, but questioning of her neighbors revealed that she had mentioned feeling ill. The medical examiners have confirmed that the death was due to natural illness, and nothing suspicious was found in her room. Arrangements are already being made to return her remains to you. St. Hilda's College, and the University of Oxford as a whole, sympathizes with your loss and offers any aid that you would require in this most unfortunate of times.

Sincerely,
Lady English
Principal of St. Hilda's College
Oxford University


I can't remember the last time I felt this sick; certainly not in the last two years, at least. High fever, the shakes, sore joints and muscles, killer headache, horrible sore throat, neck pain, and dizziness. It all came on so quickly, too. I had felt a little sick before, and then boom; it hit me like a ton of bricks. I had an essay to finish, too. The last paper of the term, and I could barely concentrate for more than two minutes. I was so dizzy and confused, not to mention colder than I've ever been. I had to struggle with the button on my alarm clock because my shivering was so bad. No cough and no runny nose, which was odd. I had to just curl up and bed and try my best to keep warm.

I feel so much better today, that it's almost like a miracle. I slept until eleven, and missed my lectures for today, but it was worth it. I needed the rest more than anything, really. I'm supposed to go to an erg test tonight, to see how hard I can pull and which team I'll be on next term. I can walk around without feeling dizzy now, and so I might go anyway. If I set out early, I can ride nice and slow to our boathouse at Longbridges. I know that my split would be crap, but then again, it would be crap anyway. I'm the weakest one on my crew, sadly enough. I was also supposed to go to the biology student social tonight, but there's no way that I'm going to go out if I could be resting. Rachel was organizing it, and she's going to be upset at me for missing it, but there's just nothing I can do. I can barely function, so socializing is right out.

So now I'm just going to putter around my room like an old lady, doing what I can to pack and resting every few minutes when I get tired.

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