*muttermuttermutter*

Because of the weird schedule thing and my own problems with temporal reality, I forgot that yesterday was Wednesday and so I missed the Interview Skills Workshop. Dammit. I NEEDED that. I also didn't attend the School Organizations thing, but I guess it's okay. I already know that I need to shamelessly whore myself and join many clubs because it looks good on resumes and things. Gah, high school all over again. I think I'm going to be joining APALSA (to exploit my ethnicity), probably the International Law Society (to exploit my field), and I'm going to REMEMBER to go to the Law Review meeting TODAY (because Law Review looks really good).

I still don't know if I'm going to go to the PI/PS Day at Hastings this Saturday. I didn't score an interview, but it looks like a good opportunity to check out all those employers. But the weather is pretty... icky. My suits aren't that warm, and I should be wearing a skirt. *grump*

Oh.

And I have A Cough. Those who know me will know why I'm gibbering in fear and why I'll be gulping OJ. I don't have any other problems though, but I'm still going to Walgreens to buy cold medicine and cough drops. I need to shut this thing down ASAP!

... must also remember to research those summer abroad programs. *sigh*

... and tomorrow is Research Day! Yay! *bitter* But it's important and I shouldn't slack off. That's bad. Very bad. Bad Sera-chan. Bad.

*wanders away*

*groans*

*bats away bunny* I need to do my WORK! Go AWAY!!!


After that is a blur. It was a lot of pain and drugged dreams. It was a sterile hospital room with people who sobbed and tried to console me through my morphine daze. It was half-whispered and fierce denials that still managed to pierce through my mind even though I couldn't tell which way was up. It was laying tucked in a bed, with the constant beep of machines all around me while I tried to piece everything together. It was the sharp pain -- and later, an ugly scar -- two inches above my heart. It was two small inches that saved my life, but destroyed Heero's. It was the doctors frantically shocking my body back to life, machines screaming in denial, while Heero was buried six feet under the ground.


*whimpers pitifully*

Heh...

In an act of brilliance, I managed to do one of the things I said I was going to do today. I went to Walgreens and bought cold medicine. Now I have Robitussin DM (yay!), and Halls cough drops. But wait! There's more! They're Halls Plus, which means they have gooey medicated centers. They probably taste horrid, but as long as I'm not hacking up a lung during class, I'm not going to complain.

I also bought myself 16 fluid ounces of Minute Maid orange juice. I suppse it'll taste worse if I suck on the cough drops at the same time, so I will enjoy my orange juice in peace.

Yay juice!

... the class is wandering in now, so I better go.