i’m sick.<\/p>\n
Send all your sympathies to me quick. Today is the first day since Saturday that i got out of bed, because we’re rehearsing in the studios today. I’ve been demoted from camera operator to camera assistant because in my pathetic weakened state i can’t handle a whole camera myself. Since Saturday i’ve eaten a banana and a chocolate bar, and drunk a whole carton of juice. And about two boxes of Beechams flu pills. NOTHING IS WORKING!! why am i not getting better?!! This is the worst case of the flu, EV-ER. (as matt would emphasise it)<\/p>\n
After my efforts to get here on time this morning, i got sent home. Sarah, our director, and Andre, our floor manager were like…seriously, Ange just go back to bed. No arguments from me. I’ve spent my time at home lying in bed, listening to old cd’s, watching Eastenders with my super cool mini tv, and wrapping myself up in flannel to keep warm. Luan and Stephane stopped by last night, to see how i was, and to have a little chat. It was nice, rather than of my random flatmates banging on my door to see 1) if i was dead yet and 2) did i want a cup of tea. If it weren’t for Luan and Rob calling me every night, i’d be comepletely cut off from the world. It was almost scary steeping out into street to walk to uni this morning. I joked that i had turned agoraphobic last night cuz i hadn’t stepped one foot out of the house in ages. My mum called me to see if i wanted to go home. I’m like, no. Too busy. Too sick. Too much to do!<\/p>\n
There is a warm bed, and a darkened room calling me at home.<\/p>\n
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