I caught something from someone.
Wait...that can be taken the completely wrong way. Its just a cold or something. But seriously, I just don't feel well at all. Headache, sneezing, stuffy nose, sore throat...miserable. I'm just waiting for a fever to spike.
Ahh, the joys of dorm life.
My whole suite has had a cold in the past two weeks now. I hate it. Oh well, I'll get over it in a few days hopefully.
Bob and I are still in that rut. He didn't talk to me at all today. It kills me when he does that. It kills me even more that I RAN INTO HIM AGAIN.
If this keeps happening, you guys are going to start thinking that I'm making it up. But I swear, I write the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth. I was on my way to my biology lab with Megan (my friend down the hall) and we were just walking down Chancellor's walk (its this mile long straight walkway connecting one side of campus to the other. Very convenient, usually crowded, center of campus, that kind of thing) on one side, and I was glancing at the people passing on the other side as usual and he was just there. Walking along, not a care in the world. Not thinking about me or anything. We made eye contact and waved at each other and after the moment passed I realized how horribly awkward it was. We just...waved. He smirked a little bit (and looked a little too cute, I might add), but other than that, we just walked past each other. Granted, Chancellor's is a bit wide. And I was running a bit late. But I thought he would at least text me after that; however, every time I checked my phone, all I got was the time.
I just don't understand boys.
