I'm completely under the weather. I've been ingesting painkillers and water like nobody's business and I still can't do anything but lie on my bed and stare at the computer, which doesn't bode well for me, considering that I have a paper and an exam due next week. I can't party this weekend (obviously) and everybody seems to want to, so that doesn't help either.

The bright side is having people that cheer me up by walking across campus to get me medicine, free Italian dinners, a tidy supply of hugs, the most comfortable white hoodie, talking to drunk friends while lying on Foss Hill, piggyback rides at 2am and lots of cuddling. Also, the fact that a Jeanette Winterson quote was scribbled on the toilet wall in the building where I take Spanish never fails to bring a smile to my face.