I made a nice little study schedule for myself that, when kept to, would have me amply prepared for finals. Inevitably, I am now snot-drippingly, violent-coughingly, gland-swollenly, fuzzy-headedly, pitiful-moaningly sick. I could feel it coming, minute by minute, and ran to the kitchen to chug echinacea, vitamin C, zinc, airborne, and tea, but it was no use. I woke up this morning unable to talk due to the size of my lymph nodes and surrounded by tissues I don't remember using, with a stiff neck to boot from sleeping on multiple pillows to prevent drowning in mucus. Here's hoping a[nother] day's worth of procrastinating won't affect my grades that much.