Sick is the worst.

It finally happened. I'd been bragging for so long that I was the only person on the program who hadn't gotten sick yet, and it finally happened approx. 48 hours ago. J'ai mal au ventre, j'ai mal à la tête, j'ai la nez embouteillée, et j'ai envie de dormir toute la journée.

I skipped my first two classes today. I really would not have survived 2 hours of my Art History class tonight. I've been in a daze all day, and I've found that my levels of punchyness and cracked-out-ness ameliorate with my sickness.

That's all I got for now. As per us(ual), here's another list for things I have to do:
- change facebook event for Disneyland
- e-mail MBF about Restos
- e-mail Emery about frisbee
- e-mail Stéphane about the tourney
- make study sheets for history
- read history articles
- write up bio for Jacques Prévert

SLEEP. I could probably sleep through the night if I tried right now. But instead, I might just clean my room and knock off at least half of the things on that list. Whoo, productivity!