There is this horrible little stomach virus going around the city right now. It started out in a college just outside of the city and now it has infiltrated everywhere. A bunch of people from school have been out for days. Now, usually I just assume they all went out the night before, but when my friend called me to have me let the teacher know she was not going to be in class that day, her voice made me know that partying was not the case here. She sounded awful. She said she had spent all morning violently throwing up. Then I heard another kid from my classes had it too, and he has since missed a couple classes as well.
I hate missing classes, and I hate being sick. And fortunately for me, I do not get sick very often. And when I do, I just disregard it and carry on with whatever it is that I need to do. But this little virus, I have a feeling it is coming for me. Every time I have eaten in the past couple of days I have felt so rotten. I wish it were the throwing up sensation, that is more bearable. There is something about walking on the street hoping you do not leak anything out of your ass that I just am just not too fond of.