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June 28



So, I’ve been slacking… but no worries! I have been taking pictures! Sunday was a good day. I went to church with Camille and Rachel and had a GREAT lesson on staying out of debt (maybe I should get a job?). I am glad I went. Then my mom made me some yummy breakfast for lunch and then I was on my way back to Logan.

I had been introduced (that’s not the word I want but it’s what im going to use) to Swine Flu last Thursday (and you already read that RIGHT?) so I had informed myself on the symptoms because I was really afraid. I learned that you can start showing symptoms up to 3 days after and Sunday was 3 days. When I got back to my apartment I felt so sick and was so tired. Had a small fever and the chills. I was sure I was going to die! None of my roommates were home either, so I just decided to read my book and sit around and just relax. I didn’t actually read, I actually took a 4 hour nap, and still managed to be asleep again at 11. I was so tired that I took my picture of the day between the nap and bed time while I was “just resting” on my floor (haha I was too tired to actually look so I just turned on the timer!). It is yet again another attractive picture.

It is always good to be home and I miss it so much every time I am back in Logan. I am also glad to say I am alive! :]

Deuces up!
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