So, one of the worst possible things has happened. I now have the crap in my lungs. Apparently whatever I came down with is some sort of cold and isn't just smog related. My lungs are now filled with goo and it's hard for me to breathe. I keep coughing (which only hurts my throat even more) up slime and when I breathe it's a loud wheezing sound. This is NOT what I need right now. In a week and two days I'm going to face a test which will decide my entire future. If I pass this test I can go on and be an attorney. If not, then I have yet another worthless degree and have just proven everyone who didn't think I could do it right. I'm working my ass off right now. I want and NEED to pass the damn bar. And now I'm going to have to do it while sick. I really hope I don't have to go into the hospital this week, but if it gets much worse I probably will. Which means I lose out on precious study time. Why does this have to happen now? Now of all times? I am so fucked. So, right now I have a low temp, a stuffy nose, crap in my sinuses, am way dizzy (Rob's been helping me walk) and I can barely breathe due to crap in my lungs. Needless to say, I feel like complete SHIT.

I should have stayed in bed today and tried to get better. Did I? No. Why? I couldn't. I had PMBR today and considering the low score I got on the practice exam I HAD to be there for the explanation of the second 100 multiple choice questions. Once again, I'm not sure if it helped or not. Only time will tell. Though it's disturbing to realize just how much I don't know. Not a good thing considering how close to the bar I am. Rob once again brought some lunch up for Carrie and I (that man is a god). Class was from 9am until close to 5pm. After class Rob and I had plans to head out and see a film or something because I have a bad case of cabin fever, but we ended up just coming home because of how sick I am. I really shouldn't have even gone to class. So, we came back home and watched some TV. I'll be going to bed soon because I have to get up tomorrow so that Carrie and I can go over Constitutional Law. The studying never ends. And apparently neither does my wheezing.

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