Sick List & Tonsils

So, again. It’s been a while. I haven’t written since… Wednesday? Thursday?

But anyways.

MY HAIR IS GONE.

Yep, that’s right everyone. I am currently a bald person. I am quite enjoying it actually, though. It’s a very liberating feeling. Plus, the hair is growing back pretty fast. I mean I have a layer of fuzz now – still visible scalp, but with a kind of dark sheen – and it’s unbelievably soft. I keep touching my head just to feel it; and so do other people, whilst we’re on the subject. People just love to touch the head for some reason, and though I really don’t have a problem with it I have to question why this is so. You don’t go around touching people’s heads when they have hair, how come we are so fascinated with touching it when there is hair lacking? Maybe it’s just because it’s socially not-normal.

Moving on with other things.
I’ve got a lot of work to do, but at the same time I don’t think I’m going to do it this week because it’s half term (starting Friday) and I can do it over the week-long holiday. I’ve kinda just dropped everything now, and it’s understandable because everything’s so tiring. But also because I am so ill. Not as ill as I was on Friday or over the weekend – now that was pretty bad – but I figured I’d take the day off school today just to finish up this sickness, recuperate, and be all good again tomorrow.  So really, I could be doing a lot of work, and I think I probably will end up doing something productive, but I’m not forcing myself.

In other news, the Boy and I are fine. We’re getting on the same as we did before. He beat me in an intense game of Risk… okay, well. Not so intense. It lasted half an hour and I was destroyed, it was highly unprofessional and quite sad. Literally, I don’t know what happened there. It probably was just not my day, the dice were not nice to me. But yes. I get a little nervous around the Boy, which doesn’t usually happen to me but I think it probably has something to do with the lack of hair but I’m getting over it. Apparently, we’re making dinner together on Wednesday. I’m going to blow his taste buds to smithereens. In a good way, that is. I make good food.  I’m not sure how that happened either – we were just talking about how Wednesdays are pointless, and he asked if I baked on Wednesdays, and suddenly we were cooking together. I’m pleased. But so far haven’t really told anyone about my Feels for this Boy. Apart from my dorm-mates, the Canadian, and J-Adele (aka Cardiff girl) and I told J-Adele because I couldn’t keep it secret anymore and she’s very much an objective person.

Not sure what else there is to say really. Listening to Birdy, it’s quite nice. I’m going to have to go down to coffee-break and talk to one of my teachers about a new service session, and then come back to the house, probably have a nap and then eat soup. YUM.