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As soon as i woke up this morning, I felt gross. Eugh. You know those days when you wake up and you just don't feel good? My head was throbbing, my eyes were heavy, my breath was stinky. So I skipped my 8am, taped a note on the door and went back to sleep. And then i dozed in and out of sleep and the tv was on so I was subconsciously listening to the news that was, of coarse, filled with the news of the VT massacre.
How terrible. How dispicable.
Things like this make me sad and a little sick.
I can't even wrap my mind around things like this. My mind kind of sags under the weight of all this nauseating information and it just makes me sad. You can't even go to school these days without feeling a little unsafe. what the hell?
I'm in my last week of classes. And then next week is finals. One final tomorrow, one final Friday, and 4 finals next Monday and Tuesday. I don't feel like it will be too bad.
And then school is out and then I move it of my room and move in to my real room and then drive to Tampa and fly to Spain and stay there for one glorious month. And i'll be swimmin in the Mediterranian.