Journal #39

Sacrifices. Stone cold sacrifices. 

I caught a cold. It's not super bad, I've had worse, but it sucks because today's Boyfriend's birthday. And though he's out of town, I feel guilty that I didn't stay up to wish him a happy birthday at midnight last night. I should've stayed up to call him even though I was tired. Finals have been taking everything out of me. Whatever this stupid illness hasn't touched, finals drain and goodness I'm so tired. I can't afford to see Boyfriend until the end of the week lest I fall behind on work. I feel so guilty even though I know I shouldn't. He loved his gift and he understands I didn't mean to fall ill which is so very nice of him. I want to bake him something sweet to make up for all of this (when I get better, of course). But if I could see him, I'd totally make him sugar cookies! I'm not sure how the ones he'd have in Mexico taste, but I could try making some really good ones. Or maybe he'd enjoy pie? Nah, it was Thanksgiving like three weeks ago, he's probably sick of pie. Maybe I'll stick with cookies. 

I do sort of feel guilty though because I can't show up for him, but he showed up for me on my birthday. We went out the night before and he kissed me at midnight. But here I am, sniffling and working on essays and whatnot. This all really sucks. Boyfriend, I'm really sorry, but I promise to make this up to you however I can!!!