  It's days like today that I irrefutably believe in Karma. Here's why. Throughout the school year I habitually play sick.
In a good month, I might stay home three or four days. I do it because I hate school, and even one less day is enough to make a difference. I justify it because I'm a good student and I can get away with it. My teachers have just learned to accept that I have a low immune system which unexplainably becomes even lower during times of extreme stress (i.e., test days).
So why is my belief in Karma solidified today? Three days before I leave for my cruise I am totally, seriously sick . My nose has not stopped running since I woke up. My throat is on fire. My eyes watery (which baffles me). I have a stomach ache from hell. Apparently there's a summer virus going around, and I have caught it. Infectiously... Anna 
