I am ill. I have been ill for about three days now, and have missed two days of work and I hate it! I feel like a drain on the resources, even though I'm really not so much. Everyone's nice to me though. It's kind of funny. People ask me why I'm so sick, and when I tell them I think it's because of the cold, they think it's so funny and strange. It's the middle of summer! they say. Well all I know is last night I went for a walk (probably unwise in my condition) and I could see my breath. Hopefully I'll get over it soon, because I love the work over here.
Besides my illness, I'm having a good time making friends with all the volunteers. I am the only girl most of the time, which is fun. We're all heading to the pub tonight, which is something I don't want to miss however ill I am because it happens so rarely. They're all going to act like goofy fools and there will probably be pranks tonight as well. Goodness this place is almost perfect except for this cold and damp that hates me. It's so beautiful... Magical despite it's imperfection. Man, I can't wait till I'm better.
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Eff. I was too ill to make it to the pub.
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