Today I had a science quiz and a TX History test. I'm utterly and thoroughly pooped. I just had a fight with my friend the other day...I'm already feeling guilty. Why should I though? Last time I said DUH!!! she got so angry with me and said me saying that made her feel like she was stupid. And at first, I was like oh...but then a while later someone else said that to me and it made me feel like a retard. I felt so guilty I said I was sorry over and over again. But that was after she BLOCKED me on gmail because she got into an argument about how me saying duh aggravated her. This was last year...now yesterday I asked her something that had to do with her friend, and she was like um, DUHHHHH. I was like okay... because that really made me feel retarded. God...But I feel guilty nonetheless. I should apologize...I'm sick of this avoiding, it won't make things any better...
Everything was perfect. Who knew things could go so wrong? I was at school, the bell rang, went to my locker, went to first period...and then I sat down and had a pang of aching hurt in my stomach. I was like dear god...do NOT do this to me...but evidently my stomach still chose to react... So I naturally went to beg my teacher to go use the restroom using my big, bubbly anime-level bug eyes to plead with her, since it was within the ten minute regulation, during which our school does SWEEP, this "you're-not-in-class-oh-here's-a-detention-" thing. Naturally, I won, and she said "Sure, honey~!" I went to the restroom and came back to the room feeling absolutely horrible, then asking to be taken down to the nurse. Oh, boy, THE NURSE. All SHE did was go, "Ohhh, honey, sit there and if you feel like throwing up, do it in the trash cannnnn." Which was, to be exact, three feet away from me, and even with my super skills it wouldn't have shot straight in there. I sat there for what seemed like HOURS before she finally came to examine me. By that time I swear I was turning green. After a few temperature tests she declared me "going home", and had a friend bring my stuff down to the clinic. Mom picked me up a few minutes later and drove me homeeeee where I slept for a while. Ughhh. What is this? Some new virus that's been spreading? I feel all weak and vulnerable and hungry...which, by the way, I am, because I ate at six in the morning...didn't eat since. So much for the telling of the wallet...this dude from our orchestra left his wallet in the orchestra room, and I planned to tell him today...too bad. I got attacked by a stomach flu that's still making me dizzy...ughh. Gotta go drink gan he cha ( chinese herbal drink...for when you're sick ) and snooze some more to let my body recover instead of sitting here radiating myself to where I'll be screwed and sick tomorrow. D: Ciao~
