I woke up yesterday with a sinus infection. I don't know why, I didn't even feel a little sick the night before. I've barely slept since then, I keep waking up every hour or so to throw up snot or to get some water or to blow my nose; I've got like body aches and everything. To top it off, my mom left this morning at 4am to go to Uncle Roger's funeral so I'm alone in this gianormus house D: It's way cooler when you're not sick and dying. I've been taking all kinds of meds but they're not really helping... I can barely hear out of my ears and my eyeballs feel like they're going to pop out of my face. I'm so fucking sick. I never used to get sick this often when I was a kid.

I kind of wish I could have gone to the funeral, but flying is so expensive, and in the end, I would have been horribly sick the whole time and it would have been awful. I would have gotten to see Tim and Martha and Rich and Donna, though; I have such a cool family. Not to mention Nathan, who is the coolest kid alive. I'm moving in with him next august.

It's really weird that Roger's dead. He died just as fast as my Grandma, almost; they had time to try and do chemo on Roger, where as my grandma died three days after they told her she had cancer. I never expected either of them to kick it, though, both of them were troopers. Roger walked three miles every morning at 5 to pick our blueberries for breakfast at the cottage and everything. It's going to be really, really weird without him there.