39 degree fever, cough, sore throat, runny nose, and hell more.
I WANT TO GO FOR CAMP. FOR ONCEEEEE.
to hardcore with my patrol,
die with my patrol, tightening guylines, tying square lashes, downing, jumping about in fury when you find out that the sq lash slipped, getting your hands dirty pegging in the mud, getting your clothes dirty trying to tie down that round turn 2 half.
cause for once, I'm the PL.
& its my last camp.
& i've been training so hard for this.
%^#@&^&!
i'd rather be there a thousand times more than sleeping 3/4 of the day away. with a bleeding headache.