Dear Diary,

I'm sick. I've been boking left, right and centre. It's actually disgusting.  Never in my life have I been so gross. I haven't showered in three days- it's almost as bad as the gold duke of ed I did last month. At least I didn't have a choice then.

I just want to get back to normal life- even school! Can you even begin to imagine the amount of gossip I've missed? It's actually heart breaking. At least me and Cara will have, like, three million conversation topics when we get back. 

My therapist told me in our last session two days before I got sick to try to search for positivity in every situation. I'm trying to but it's extraordinarily difficult to do so when I feel this poorly. I have to try, though.

Much love,
Fi