One Week.

I woke up sicker than I've been all week. I guess I tired myself out yesterday.

In my daze and confusion of the afternoon sun, I signed onto facebook to notice a message from Karnel. "I met your babyshka. She's a very sweet lady." It was then followed by a facebook chat message that read, "heyyy." Panicked that Karnel works/ed for an ambulance company, I thought something (g-d forbid) happened. Why did you meet my babyshka? Is everything ok? Tell me she's ok... As I became flooded with emotions, tears began to stream down my face...

Turns our Karnel and his dad are fixing her bathroom. As a sigh of relied left me, I appologized for my spaz, and realized I was loosing my mind.

The rest of the day wasn't much different.

Around 6pm, only four hours after I awoke, I took a nap... only to be interupted by a call from my parents. Again, a daze of confusion made me panick. I've got to shake this cold. It's messing with my head.

Leslie
today its a roxanne sunday in the NE

Roxanne
what does that mean?

Leslie
its like cold out but rly sunny .. a beauitful day for a drive and some coffee mmmmmmm

Roxanne
:)

Later in the evening, I began to look through my blog. I've done sooo much in the past 3.5 months. The time flew by, and it almost seems like a blur. It's been one crazy ride... to be recapped later in the week. I can't wait to see everyone!

Preparing for my last critique and my last final, this week is sure to fly by too fast. Hopefully, my cold will disappear, and my knee and ankle will cooperate so that I can enjoy my Roma just a little longer. I can't believe it's almost over.

Signing Off,
Ciao Bella...