Three years.

I lie in bed here, sick with influenza and a tiresome cough. The winter season is not one that I have ever liked, and the fact that my immune system always seems to be weaker during this time of year does not help at all. I just spent the last 10 minutes breathing in steam from some silly machine to try and clear out my sinuses. I am not sure it really did anything.
I hate being sick. I am not going to be able to go to school tomorrow. Today was bad enough. I missed half the classes anyway, blowing my nose and coughing. I guess it's better I just stay home and get better. I hope that I will be all right by tomorrow. This weekend should be eventful, I hope. I plan on getting a haircut. That is the most important thing. As for being with friends and what not, I don't know. I don't want to make plans. Maybe I can get my mom to get me some new glasses. That'd be cool. Maybe then I could finally see stuff clearly. I don't really like wearing glasses, but they're all right, I suppose. At least I can see with them. I haven't had glasses since the beginning of the year. I lost my awesome pair that had the converse symbol on them. They were hella vintage. And hella expensive, so my mom got pissed.
I've got a lot of school shit to do. I have 3 projects due in the next couple of days. Two oral presentations; one is simply 15 lines from The Iliad, and the other is an entire conversation in French from a book. I am not happy about the latter, but hopefully it won't be terrible. The last project, though, I am somewhat excited about. We have to write a creative story/project where we write a "lost book" for the Odyssey. It'll be pretty fun. I should get to work on that, probably. I should work on all of the projects....

Anyways, on a less school-ish note, I had the best weekend in the world (last weekend). My amazing full-time friend and part-time lover came to visit and we hung out basically on each of the days she was here, and it was really amazing. I miss her a lot. We've been trying to work things out between us, and we have made plans for when we can be together again. I am happy.
I think I had another genuine reason to blog, but I cannot remember it. Oh well. That's it for now, I guess.