Most unfortunately, this blog post is not going to be about an epic song by an epic band. All of my Flyleaf fans know what I'm talking about here. Nope, quite literally, I'm so sick. With nothing less than the terrible common cold.
    What can I say? It's in the flu season, it's cold, people around me were getting it. I was destined to meet up with this nemesis of mine. But while everyone else who butted heads with it got a couple of sniffles and a deep cough, I got something much, much worse. My colds are definitely ones for the books.
    First I have a few days of sore throats and coughing. Then the glands in my neck swell up, making it a very tender area. I start getting congested, and soon anything and everything i eat tastes like a modified version of cardboard. My eye starts watering to the point where it looks like I'm going to a funeral with split personality disorder.
    After many hours in a row of wiping my nose and eye and going through dozens (literally) boxes of tissues, I am soon as raw and red as a skinned knee. I can no longer touch my chapped face but must instead allow the tears to drip and the nose to run. 
    I know. It sounds like SO much fun. 
    Anyway, I am currently awaiting to get better, but I wanted to make sure that I was heading in the right direction. I asked a good friend of mine who is currently in graduate school for public health (so this stuff is her area of expertise) if the symptoms I were displaying were good or bad. 
    To which she replied, "Well, it sounds like you have a pretty nasty sinus infection. I would take a few days of rest and some meds to get yourself back on track. I'm not an expert, though. See a doctor if your luck isn't changing." Great. Just what I need. Amidst all of this new 2013 flurry I get a sinus infection. I wasn't happy about this, so I asked another friend with due credentials.
    "Yeah, but you've also been coughing so you probably have a cold and a sinus infection. Oh, what's that, your head hurts? Yep, that'll happen. But you won't get a fever or anything, so it's not like you can stay home and rest it off."
    There's no rest for the wicked, is there.
    Well, hopefully I'll make a good recovery. I am sick of people saying, "EEEW OH MY GOD YOU'RE CONTAGIOUS!" or "GO HOME." or "You look dead. Seriously. I'd call the funeral home right now if I were you."
    WIsh me luck as I battle my greatest foe. Now,  if you excuse me, I'm going to get s
 
 
    Just wanted to talk a bit about the inaguration that I am watching live right now...I hope that this new oath to office will also come with new energy and strength to move America forward and prosper. Watching the audience gathered to watch this event reminds me of the joined nation that we are...may America have many happy days in the future :).                  
 
 
    Okay, first of all, let me clarify my first worst nightmare. The thing that I would absolutely dread to happen is if Evanescence, my favorite band, were to break up. Just be done. Over. Gone. Their music has helped me through so much. I can't even explain it.
    And now they're taking another break.
    Seriously.
    I honestly wanted to ram my head into the nearest wall when I found out that after their (very successful) 2012 tour of their 2011 self titled album release Amy Lee announced that she and the gang were having cool down time. I mean, honestly? Their last break was 5 years long. 5 years. All I can say about this is that this next album had better blow me out of the water.
    Good God, I don't understand why of all bands my favorite one needs chill time so much lately. Though it kills me to say this, I would rather they leave the industry right now with all of this great material than keep taking breaks and stuff. It's just not fair to the fans. 
    Ugh...
 
 
    I heard the smartest thing yesterday. I was taking a course on drugs (I seriously can't understand why people do that stuff) when the instructor started talking about friends and peer pressure. One person told her that they didn't want to lose their friend if they didn't take a hit or a sip or anything. Apparently, those friends were so important that they were willing to risk their futures for them. 
    While I was staring at the person with my eyebrows raised and a bemused expression on my face, the instructor said one of the smartest things that I have ever heard. "You know, some friends come and go. It's hard to lose them, but what I do to keep myself in check with that stuff is remember to say 'Some friends are there for a reason, and others for a season.' and remembers to cherish the reasonal and seasonal ones."
    That right there was one of the smartest things that I had ever heard. I've been having some problems lately and have honestly been losing sleep because of some frayed frienships. It's taken it's toll on me because I remember all those great times and want them back. But that phrase reminded me that thought some friends may be there for a season, like this one, others were there for a reason. 
    
 
 
    Hey guys. Sorry I haven't been active in awhile. I just got back from a cross country trip last week, and with all the hustle and bustle of the new year, I haven't gotten around to this. Not to mention that I got about 4 hours worth fo sleep last night...not fun. Anyway. I'll figure something out. I have so much to say but I don't know how to say it...
    Aha. I know exactly what I'm going to talk about.
    Les Miserables. Yes, I mean that movie which was based off the musical which was based off the book that is basically about being miserable in the French revolution. I saw that movie two weeks ago, and I gotta say, I was knocked off my feet. I'm not sure if that's a good thing though.
    First of all, I knew nothign of the plot whatsoever, other than the fact that therew as this cute kid named Cosettte and a prostitute dying of tuberculosis.