\”You have a fever of 101?!\” one of my classmates exclaimed in the masters lounge.

And just like that, everyone turned around looked at me. I smiled sheepishly, knowing that I should probably be at home resting. But the way I always structured my obligations…I always neglect my health, while making sure I have all my work done.

And because I was sick, I had lost my voice too. Most of the day, I just practically whispered. During my only class, the instructor asked me a question and I just nodded. She gave me a look and said, \”Oooh, that\’s ok..\” That makes me wonder…am I more approachable because I am more quiet? Maybe I seem nicer just because I can\’t speak. :)

I went to the concert, against some people\’s recommendations. I cannot miss out on JEW. Although…this time, we were a free-standing club. So we eased ourselves into the crowd…the music was great, except that the crowd was rowdy (high schoolers!) Being shoved back and forth is not my greatest idea of having fun. But hey, maybe I am getting too old. Not like my sister though.

Goodbye Sky Harbor…