[convalesce]
I'm sick in more ways than one. This morning I indulged in Pulmicort, Dayquil, and antibiotics. I feel like passing out. Really. Pseudoephedrins should be taking that away, but they aren't.
It'll get better.
Friday comes and half of the trimester's gone. I feel I'm doing exceptionally well in all of my classes. I'm trying hard enough for it, anyway.
Sometimes I feel like it's all for nothing. But Di gets me thinking positive again.
She really makes me feel like I'm going to be important someday.
Anyway. What's left of my mind is all over the place. I wish I could just sleep.
It'll get better.
Friday comes and half of the trimester's gone. I feel I'm doing exceptionally well in all of my classes. I'm trying hard enough for it, anyway.
Sometimes I feel like it's all for nothing. But Di gets me thinking positive again.
She really makes me feel like I'm going to be important someday.
Anyway. What's left of my mind is all over the place. I wish I could just sleep.