1:13 P.M.
The 2nd day of boot camp was a pain in the ass.
I had to keep slapping myself to even keep myself awake. The guys gave me all the shit work that they didn�t want to do and my foot was throbbing from last night�s cocktail party.
I guess I hadn�t planned on standing up so much.
After a full days of work, and helping Edith check in the new reps. I went upstairs to get changed for the awards dinner.
I chose to wear �the black dress� instead of a dorky business suit.
I wasn�t the only one wearing a dress so I didn�t feel out of place.
At the beginning of the ceremony my boss went up to thank his staff and spent ample amount of time talking about me. I was shocked, amazed and completely caught off guard.
The dinner went well and afterwards I had decided NOT to go straight up to the room.
I intended to sleep. I wanted to wear my self out so much that not even a jackhammer could keep me awake.
I stayed in the bar with the guys and shared a drink and conversation. I met so many great people.
I had a great time.
Around midnight I retired to my room and got ready for bed.
As soon as I slid under the covers I heard Edith start hacking and gagging again. I got up took 2 Tylenol pm�s, and 2 benadryl.
I thought to myself, �There is no way I�m not getting my sleep.�
I tucked myself in under the covers and pilled two pillows over my head.
Edith got up to use the bathroom and SLAMMED the door.
I thought to myself, �What the hell?�
I asked her if she was all right and she said she was fine.
I pulled the covers up and closed my eyes.
I thought to myself, �Sleep!�
I couldn�t do it. Every time she coughed, my body jolted. I couldn�t control it as much as I had wanted to.
My eyes grew heavy and my heart felt week.
DAMMIT!
I can�t sleep.
