Jeff: you mean
da BAAAAD way?
lyk, gurl you so bad
so you’re diseased.
Being sick at MIT is no fun. Along with the obvious drawbacks of being sick, it’s impossible to catch up during the semester once you fall behind, so just don’t do it. Ever. Really. Keep yourself healthy.
Take this advice from a hypocrite. At the end of freshman year, I somehow managed to come down with a strain of the flu that left me unable to do much more than mumble incoherently, sleep, and chug liters of water — for the entirety of finals week. S^3, which is really such an incredible resource that I’m always surprised we even have it, helped me move one of my finals to the end of the summer. It was no fun to look forward to, but I passed.
But I’ve had the incredible good fortune this time to get sick not only at the beginning of the semester, but at the most convenient possible time. Parents, I know you’re thinking, “Are you crazy? There’s no good time to get sick!” But there really is. Allow me to explain.
Immediately after turning in my 6.170 pset on Sunday night (who decides to set due dates on Sunday night??), I started coughing and feeling woozy, and fell asleep for about 14 hours. Upon waking, I began to sacrificially prepare myself for a massive MATLAB lab and a massiver algorithms pset. Then, I remembered that computer graphics only has a lab due every other week, and that it was not this week, and checked my email to find that the due date for the algorithms pset, by a ridiculous stroke of luck, had been moved from Wednesday to Friday.
So all I really have to do this week is nurse myself back to a coherent enough state to finish my algorithms pset by Friday. Also, I have to listen to some blues for jazz history. Which, let’s be honest, I probably would have done anyways, class or no class. Now, you understand what I mean by convenience; this is the best sick week ever only vacuously, by truth of it being the least terrible sick week ever.
Tonight, I made myself a big pot of soup, and a tiny pot of tea.
Multivitamins and cough drops, courtesy of my mom and GRT, respectively.
MANDATORY CUDDLE TIME WITH REESE
And sleep. Good night!