After approximately six days I still end up with a slight throat, and as a consequence, I think I started a chain reaction, aka epidemic, around this dormitory. What's greater incentive is that I don't think anyone knows that I started this mess. Although the people generally know that I'm sick, it's their choice that they came towards me and experienced the wrath that was my biological, life-destroying virus. Ah, well. As much as I'd like to say, "good luck" and, "get better," y'all have to simply endure how hard it has been to keep up with the coughs and wheezes that I tolerated with for almost a week.

And I had to miss hockey practice because of that.

However, I will make it to practice tomorrow. I won't stop. Tomorrow is also the second day (of three) of the club fair, so I'll hopefully get to expose some of my skills to the public. I'd like to have everyone flocking to me because I'm so good at certain things.

Maybe I'm acting a tad conceited, but I'm just using the gifts that God gave me, that's all.