I Hate Being Sick

I woke up this morning with a pounding headache and my stomach feeling like it was being ripped out of my body. I really hate being sick. It doesn't happen very often but when it does it's usually pretty bad. I've been in bed just about all day. I took about half a bottle of Tums and Ibuprofen but neither have helped. I can't decide if I'm hot or cold. I'm hungry but afraid to eat...I want to be home in my own bed. My bed here is way too small. I hate twin beds. bleh.

The Good Stuff:
I called Sara so she's picking my up at the station this saturday. I can't wait. This time next week I'll be home - eating real food, sleeping in a big kid bed, hanging out with friends, DRIVING...I just have to get through the next 5 ½ days. I also was finally able to get a train ticket back to Buffalo. When I bought the one to go home, the return train was sold out. So Ash and I got them finally :-)


I'm going to go pass out for a while...then it's time for homework ugh