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Date: February 6
Time: 10:38pm

It's dark and cold. I hear the faint sounds of conversation from the room beside me. I get a strange feeling in the pit of my stomach as it rises slowly toward my throat. My mouth eminates a strong, painful cough, followed by several others.

So it's not as dramatic as that. Get over it. I'm in bed. I'm sick. My parents currently have two or three of their friends with them and are "partying" in the living room. My 20-year old brother has come home to bug me while I'm laying half-dead, tissues surrounding me. We have just arrived back to California from my dad's business trip in some shitty state. With the lack of anything better to do, I've created this log to keep me, and hopefully you, entertained as I cough my lungs up. Uni out.