Morning dew

Morning dew // 16 03 15075 // 365
The more I talk, the worse it gets. Clearly this isn’t an award winning combo for a teacher. By the end of lunch I’d pretty much given on trying to talk loud, luckily my class in the afternoon are nice so it wasn’t a problem. One of the girls would shout for everyone to pipe down and I’d give them instructions.
I really feel like poo though, it feels like my throat is closing in on itself, plus I now have a headache and I’m off to Manchester to see a gig (To make it worse I don’t even like the music, but if I don’t go kB has no one to go with!)

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