3.
My stomach hurts, I have the shakes, and all my muscles are cramping. On top of that, I'm hungry, but I'm pretty sure I'd throw up anything I'd eat.
Oh, and my OCD is starting to shade into paranoia, and I'm having a hard time convincing myself that I'm not useless to anyone, but those are most likely just byproducts of being sick, so I'm going to just ignore the irrational part of my brain.
Points added (it was something like -3 before) because my brain just remarked
"Yes, Rachel, your life is awful; I'm sure that people who are dying from lack of access to clean water and a bowl of rice are thinking 'Thank God I'm not her!'" and that made me start laughing and stop feeling sorry for myself.
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Music Theory 101: Cadences.
Authentic cadence: V-I
Plagal cadence: IV-I
Deceptive cadence: V- ANYTHING BUT I ! !! !
Beethoven cadence: V-I-V-I-V-V-V-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I
-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I! I! I! I I I