Notes out of Context

I've been sick for the past couple of days. This isn't new, though. When you don't sleep because you spend all of your time "doing homework" there is always a little bit of a cold in your immune system.

This is a different kind of sick. This is the my eyes hurt and I just want a back rub and SERIOUSLY?! IF I COUGH ONE MORE TIME... kind of sick. Which is not any fun at all.

But I'm determined to beat this sickness. I've been laying in bed for the past two days and only got up once so I could go to the grocery store. I needed more orange juice because I had already finished my other four liters. I also got some cough drops.

But then I got home, and my body started to rebel against the orange juice. And also, those cough drops I bought? Not cough drops. They're a stupid type of French candy that don't taste very good and don't help with my cough (and yet, somehow I've managed to eat half the bag...)

I reached a pretty low point today. It was somewhere between 20-30 words into my first of three essays I have to write by tomorrow. I didn't want to be sick in France, I wanted to be sick at home so my mom would feel bad for me and give me a foot massage.

Then my host mom came up to see if I wanted dinner tonight and saw my collection of orange juice bottles. (Some people collect beer bottles, I collect orange juice bottles. I'm going to turn it into art.)

UPDATE: This is my art work. I call it Insta Orange Juice Gram

And then she felt my forehead and told me I had a fever. I had been suspecting this for a while, but going to the pharmacy required getting out of bed, which I'm avoiding. But then she asked if I wanted some medicine for my fever. Because she's a mom and she has stuff to take care of sick people. Host families are the greatest.

But that's actually not what this post is about. This post is about notes out of context.

You see, my sister wrote this really cool post a while ago called texts out of context. You just post random texts that are funny enough that you didn't have to be there. My roommates and I read her blog and then read some of our own texts out of context and laughed for a long time. Well, we laughed at their texts, mine aren't very funny. I would have a link to her post, except she deleted it, which I only found out after I spent the last couple hours reading through the past two years of her blog. It was worth it, though, because she is hilarious. Anyway...

Notes out of Context: I may not be funny, but my teachers are.

• There's always a bit of make believe when it comes to the law.
• History is written by the winners.
• A cynic might say a lot of this was borrowed from Jewish and Christian heritage.
• It's the only time we've ever killed a king...No wait, but it was the last time we killed a king.
• We're all in exile somewhere.
• One has been tried for corruption, one is being investigated for corruption, and one probably got away with corruption.
• Even if Roman Law is the best thing since sliced bread, as the saying goes.
• Everyone strikes in France, even the judges.
• It was forgotten, though, quite frequently.
• A word can mean anything I want it to.
• You need a certain amount of make believe to get a state going.
• It used to be voluntary; I think there was some bribery involved.
• With great power, comes great responsibility.
• It operates rather like a court, except that it's not a court.
• I don't know if any of you are up to date with Hungarian news...
• Sometimes legal wording must give way to political reality.
• Formalities can't be escaped. Rules are there to be gotten around.
• In all legal systems there is a bit of fiction.
• What is the acceptable level of a stupid or offensive thing you can say?

And that is what I have learned so far here in France. Also, apparently I haven't learned my lesson yet.