12/23/02            Sick and Movies

            Have been sick since Dave and my terrible conversation late last Sunday night, over 1 week ago.  The next day worsened by the psychological misery, but forced myself to school, wanting to burst into tears and fighting them back all day.  The morning after Stomp! I felt like crap, sore throat and I skipped school (Ginger SMS at 11:  HEY!  COMING TO SKOOL?)  but went to work.  By Thursday it felt OK, was coughing a little but not bad enough for me to cancel my tutoring, so I faked it and sucked on a coughdrop the whole session, which thankfully was only 2 hours this time, and Friday was determined I’d rest the whole weekend, only seeing movies since I needed to use up my tickets, and found The Ring wasn’t playing so tried to get Lord of Rings but all the good seats sold out, so Tricia took us to MeiHua theater at Heping and DunHwa Rds, an oldish theater nothing like Breeze, where we saw Big Fat Greek with her free tix and went to see Lord of the Rings the next day with mine, since I was able to go in early and buy (better) seats.  It was good and I went home though they all went to Watersheds to drink.  I stayed in all day Sunday, hardly slept all night because was coughing all night.  Didn’t go to school, work, and cancelled my other tutor student, saw doctor who gave me 5 kinds of drugs, which I think gave me diarrhea.  Going through my journal I realize, I HAVE partied a whole fucking lot here.  How did that happen?  It’s like I didn’t even realize it.  I’m glad I’m here alone for Christmas, that I have no plans, that no one is here to be with me.  I mean I’m not glad, I do want to be with my family and friends, I miss them.  But I need to be alone, I really need to think about shit and my life by myself.