Too sick to go to school.
My eyes hurt.
Couldn't sleep last night.
I haven't eaten practically anything all day.
Whatever I eat comes right back up again.
Hopefully I'll get better by tomorrow, though. I don't want to miss AOF class.
Maxwell's friend is the TA for Murph's class, right? And she was all to Maxwell, "Your sister's paper was the most hilarious thing I've ever read." (He turned it in for me.)
Which is cool.
I missed, like, three tests today.
Hopefully catching up won't be a problem. Meh. I have the whole weekend. It's all good.
I've used up so many tissues in the past twenty-four hours, it is not even funny.
There are tissues, like, all over the floor of my room from last night.
Dag, yo. This whole experience is gross. And painful. My blood is overheated from the shower I took this morning. It sucks. I feel woozy. Yo.
If only I could have broken my arm or something instead of gotten sick.
That's the way the cookie crumbles.
Speaking of which...
I'm going to go be lazy now.
Hope your day was more fun than mine.