10 school days left...
So I'm sitting here in Crossroads with nothing to do so I decided to just talk a little bit abou the weekend. Which was lovely. Saturday morning I got up at 5:45 to go to Brown and swim (which was awful). Got home at around 11:30 and went right back to bed.
At night I went with Amy and Scotty to Bernards, though I didn't eat anything. It was soooo difficult for me to be sooooo stuffed from eating pizza just before yet wanting to eat some of their orange chicken. That was my real dillema of the weekend - actually it's the dillema of my life - being full yet wanting to eat more.
Went to see Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind and it was AMAZING. I'm not going to go into it too much but it was just soooo good.
Woke up Sunday morning and went to Easter Church Service with the fam. It actually went by really quickly - usually I'm looking at the program and trying to figure out how long each hymn is going to take or estimating how long the sermon is going to be but this time it just flew by.
The best part about Church though was that the youth group was having a bake sale, and they were selling Krispee Kremes! My dad bought a box and brought them home. I ate fourm, though I told my mom that I ionly had had two, and she still thought that was disgusting. Oh well - they're Krispee Kremes.
Did a little work and started to watch the Red Sox and the Masters. But that's when it all started. I had a sweatshirt and a fleece on and I started o get really cold. So I wrapped myself up in a blanket, though I still was freezing. I could not move. It was awful. My body felt like it was falling apart. So I took my temperature and I found out that I had a temperature of 101, which isn't bad, but it's definately something. So I was lying of my counh wrapped in like 10 blankets and shivering. Took some tylenol and painfully realinzedf that even if I was still sick today, I would still have to go to school because I've missed too much.
Anyway, Red Sox won in the bottom of the 12th and Phil Mickelson finally won a major. Too bad the Bruins lost. Had a family dinner and went too bed drugged up on Tylenol.
So here I am all drugged up and at school. It's brutal. Oh well. On the bright side, it looks like I might get up to Williams anyway - Tom, Jon and I might go to the one day revisit next Monday (we have the day off so I could go).
Ben
At night I went with Amy and Scotty to Bernards, though I didn't eat anything. It was soooo difficult for me to be sooooo stuffed from eating pizza just before yet wanting to eat some of their orange chicken. That was my real dillema of the weekend - actually it's the dillema of my life - being full yet wanting to eat more.
Went to see Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind and it was AMAZING. I'm not going to go into it too much but it was just soooo good.
Woke up Sunday morning and went to Easter Church Service with the fam. It actually went by really quickly - usually I'm looking at the program and trying to figure out how long each hymn is going to take or estimating how long the sermon is going to be but this time it just flew by.
The best part about Church though was that the youth group was having a bake sale, and they were selling Krispee Kremes! My dad bought a box and brought them home. I ate fourm, though I told my mom that I ionly had had two, and she still thought that was disgusting. Oh well - they're Krispee Kremes.
Did a little work and started to watch the Red Sox and the Masters. But that's when it all started. I had a sweatshirt and a fleece on and I started o get really cold. So I wrapped myself up in a blanket, though I still was freezing. I could not move. It was awful. My body felt like it was falling apart. So I took my temperature and I found out that I had a temperature of 101, which isn't bad, but it's definately something. So I was lying of my counh wrapped in like 10 blankets and shivering. Took some tylenol and painfully realinzedf that even if I was still sick today, I would still have to go to school because I've missed too much.
Anyway, Red Sox won in the bottom of the 12th and Phil Mickelson finally won a major. Too bad the Bruins lost. Had a family dinner and went too bed drugged up on Tylenol.
So here I am all drugged up and at school. It's brutal. Oh well. On the bright side, it looks like I might get up to Williams anyway - Tom, Jon and I might go to the one day revisit next Monday (we have the day off so I could go).
Ben