Tis official: I am sick.
Cough.
Throat hurts.
I feel a fever coming.

... I hope I didn't pass it to anyone. [On a sidenote, A11 came over yesterday (or close to half of them). Sighs. Between Zhi's 5 inch heels and the gambling and the swearing (Oh but lucky they refused the beer), my parents are pretty convinced I don't know how to choose my friends. Oh well.
I also apologise for my very slow and noob gambling yesterday. Zhi was toooooo sexy. Hahah. She won more than what she started with.]

The downside: me+ sick+ end of year reflection and musing= lots of mood swings and emo crap.

The upside: I think I'm over Oxford. More accurately, I got over myself. So... yea. If you must ask, then go ahead.

Room= Complete mess: presents (to be given, received) strewn everywhere. Urrrrrg.

Slept 10 hours last night. 6 hour nap today. Gonna hit the bed soon again- If only I could find the strength to clear the presents on it.