Ho hum de dum dum.
Damn you, Spain, for stealing my boyfriend!
Um.
Yes. So, now that the musical and Superstate and that honors dinner are over, I feel the rest of the year is essentially a waste of time. Except for going to English and band. And the whole thing where I kind of have to be there these last few days in order to graduate.
Except I think I'm getting sick. I thought my history with getting sore throats in May was finally over, but no dice. Oh well. To the painkillers I go! I don't know how people like Megan can come to school all sick and whatnot and barely even bat an eye. I moan and groan at the slightest hint of a sore throat. I = wimp, I suppose. But I guess that's a good thing in some ways. I don't even know what I'm talking about anymore.
I ate almost a whole monstrous slice of chocolate cake tonight at that honors dinner thingy. It was delicious. And now I feel like I will explode if even the slightest amount of pressure is applied to my abdominal region.
Anyway . . . I think I shall retire to my cell and take a wee na--I mean . . . um. Yeah. I'm glad Chicago is over. :P
Um.
Yes. So, now that the musical and Superstate and that honors dinner are over, I feel the rest of the year is essentially a waste of time. Except for going to English and band. And the whole thing where I kind of have to be there these last few days in order to graduate.
Except I think I'm getting sick. I thought my history with getting sore throats in May was finally over, but no dice. Oh well. To the painkillers I go! I don't know how people like Megan can come to school all sick and whatnot and barely even bat an eye. I moan and groan at the slightest hint of a sore throat. I = wimp, I suppose. But I guess that's a good thing in some ways. I don't even know what I'm talking about anymore.
I ate almost a whole monstrous slice of chocolate cake tonight at that honors dinner thingy. It was delicious. And now I feel like I will explode if even the slightest amount of pressure is applied to my abdominal region.
Anyway . . . I think I shall retire to my cell and take a wee na--I mean . . . um. Yeah. I'm glad Chicago is over. :P