Thursday, February 23, 2006
Don't you just love how as soon as you get the flu you want to eat everything you know will make you even more sick to your stomach? Like cake, icecream, twizzlers.... Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
I didn't plan on getting sick. It just happened. Sort of like how the guys who built the old skating rink/Reams didn't plan on it every dying and getting torn down. It just happened.
And so here I am, sitting in front of my computer with a blanket wrapped loosly around my shoulders, wishing I could be at class.
(We're discussing self-concept development and I'm missing it! Not to mention that I also had to miss New Testament with Brother Parker. Two of my most favorite classes and I'm too sick to go. You have no idea how much this upsets me. Alas, I have to go to sewing lab at least just so that I can finish my skirt that happens to be due next Tuesday. Not to mention Leading Edge. I haven't been in over a week and if I miss today it will be two weeks since last I went. Can't have that. I need those two credits to be an A.)
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