The sick and insane

For the first time since I came to school, I find myself in my room coughing up a lung. So what can I do but sit and imagine myself British while I drink some tea and watch the third season of Downton Abbey? It's only for a while until I get dressed for the day and then I shall be studying for a test Monday. I suppose the best thing to do would be to stay inside today so tomorrow I'll be able to go to church. Pray for me?

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