Someone's got a case of the Mondays!

Monday

Current status:

Weather: windy and cool, sounds like the dorm is going to blow over
Cold: coughing lungs up, but dealing with it
Breakfast: Eggs over easy gelatinize when left in a heating pan for an hour. Yuck.
Laundry: 32% clean clothes left, almost time to do laundry.
No. of pictures taken: 2400.

SICK: This New Zealand bug is really starting to take a hold of me. Nothing is more frustrating than being sick on a trip like this. I’m only fortunate that it is such a long trip it won’t have a huge effect on my total enjoyment of the experience.

CLASS SUCKS: I drag my coughing, sneezing, pathetic self to econ so I don’t use up an absence, only to learn I got a 0 on a quiz in there. Nice. I find more comfort in that everyone but one person failed said quiz. Usually, you’d think the professor might take a hint and adjust teaching style… Oh no, she re-administers the SAME quiz again before handing back the previous failed one or even discussing it. Some of the students are pretty chapped, but my senior-induced apathy gets the better of me and I just laugh at the absurdity of the situation.

Afterwards, I amble back to my room and sit around feeling sorry for myself and reading. When you’re in a lousy condition, you don’t really want to interact with people because you don’t want them to see you in rough shape (and if you’re nice, you don’t want to get them sick). It also rules out my ultimate plan of meeting locals.

Still, I’m feeling well enough to keep going today with my routine, so I eat lunch and head off to biogeography. Much to my dismay, I arrive 5 minutes late to a pop-quiz-in-progress. I have resigned myself to failure at this point, until a comrade informs me the quiz doesn’t count for anything. Close call.

After class, I rouse enough energy to venture down to the internet café and upload some more pictures. This takes all of an hour or two, I come back, leaving one piece of business to take care of: calling mom and tell her that her son jumped out of the airplane. She takes the news surprisingly well, although I’m sure she’s just putting on an act to sound cool.

I go to bed early hoping to get an edge on this stupid cold.

--P