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Monday, October 7th, 2002 @ 10:37pm. Category: KMorg.My throat hurts a bit. I think I got what Ryan had… Paul went home on Friday with a 100 degree fever. Ryan and I had fun that weekend. I think we got closer somehow. He’s a lot more apt to pay attention to me and show me some pda. :-)
Anyway… this Saturday my throat was hurting and so I napped a lot in Ryan’s bed or cuddled up with him. He was very nice about doing so, even though he didn’t really feel like it. It made me feel a little better to have the arms of somebody I care about so much around me.
Ryan’s going back home this weekend. His little sister asked him to so no hard feelings about it. I can’t– she’s so cute it would be just mean to.
It was nice having a weekend without Charles bugging us about stupid crap.
I am stuck going to do that stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid academic team tournament this weekend. I don’t really want to do it. I want to drop of out academic team, but Ryan keeps encouraging me to give it a chance. I suppose I’ll see how it goes. We have this Friday off for the Texas game. Ryan’s leaving to go home on Thursday. I wish I had something better to do this weekend than go to an optional chem review and an academic team tournament. *grumble*
I just don’t feel very well and I think that’s where all this negative stuff is coming from. I’ll probably post again after I feel better and I’ll be happier, I imagine.
Today Ryan, Paul, and Charles wanted me to punch Ryan. It took them 15 minutes to get me to do it, and Paul was impressed that it wasn’t wimpy. Charles just laughed. Ryan kind of held his stomache for a minute and sat down.
Ryan, Paul, and Charles’ RA talks to me more than them. Heh.
It’s been a week of taking the stairs everywhere I go instead of elevators. I’m finally starting not to get winded! Yay!
Craving chicken, in a related note. I think my body wants me to eat protein so it can build muscles for my stair-climbing. I really really really really really really really realy want some sweet and sour chicken, or anything in which the main ingredient is chicken. I’m going to see if I can get Paul and Ryan to go to Wendy’s or BK for lunch tomorrow. Need chicken. In big chunks… none of that wimpy deli-sliced stuff.
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