Bridge the gap, meet halfway
Saturday, November 7, 2009, 1:10 AM
Nine months or so can really take its toll. No, I'm not pregnant. I just haven't written in my journal for that length (eon) of time.
What better time to start over than right now, when I'm holed up in my dorm room on a Friday night. Ailing from a sore throat, chapped lips, and what I suspect to be the oncoming siege of a cold. I've gone two whole months into the sophomore leg of my college career without falling prey to any sort of illness.
It's funny how viruses, those little buggers, slip through your defense system, sometimes entirely undetected. And other times, I wonder if they act a bit like a Trojan Horse. Or maybe just a temptress. Draped in a sheer, billowy robe and wearing her hair in soft, winding curls, Influenza, once a peasant, has arrived at the bed chamber of the highest councilman, one of esteem and political clout. She possesses the prowess to entrance him with a single blink of her dark lashes. He is caught. He'll do anything, honor every single syllable of every bidding, if she only agrees to sheet within his sheets a night longer.
She is making a name for herself the only way she knows how. And it won't be long before she has all but poisoned Bacchus, the poor fool, until he is drained of prestige, power, and life.
Anyway...I eat a bowl of Froot Loops, because I somehow delude myself into thinking they must contain traces of Vitamin C, a godsend against the invading virus. But my godsend is quickly dwarfed into a smokescreen of sorts. According to the Nutrition Facts, there is 25% Vitamin C present in a standard serving Froot Loops. But think of all the artificial flavorings/preservatives, not to mention the overdose of sugar. Oh well. At least they taste good.
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