Lay motionless in bed
Man, you just know the day is going to be crap when you wake up with a blinding headache. Ugh.
Ha ha ha the beginning of this song is kind of funnily appropriate, when taken out of its context:
Woke up and wished that I was dead
With an aching in my head
I lay motionless in bed...
Great Books was definitely unfun. I was the first one in class as usual; I left the lights off and the blinds shut and after arranging the chairs sat in one and kinda moaned. Dr Clegg came in with one of my classmates and said "Isn't that funny; 8 o'clock and no one's here - " And then she saw me and kind of broke off. I explained I had a dreadful headache and she, being the wonderful and kind woman that she is, decided that we could keep the lights off. I moved to the other side of the room to hide in a dark corner (since we lifted the blinds to have some light) and took off my glasses and sat blind. Cyndia went to her office before other people showed up to get something; Travis and Xu-An (rrgh) were the next people to come in, and apparently he thought it odd that Kate and I were sitting in the dark because he was like "You know, we do have a light switch..." and reached to turn it on and I kinda wailed "NOOOOO!" And he was like, "errr. okay." But he left the lights alone when I explained that I was dying.
But yeah, class was not v fun. I was cold and shivery and, you know, migraine-y. And I couldn't indulge in staring at Travis because wearing my glasses made my head hurt more. It was kinda funny, tho - at one point he and I were talking to each other (aka the relative high point of an otherwise miserable class) and I had my glasses off and I kinda paused in what I was saying and went "I really hope I'm looking at you..." and he went "yeah, you are" and I went "oh good" and went on with the meta. He was across from me so I was staring at the blob that was him. Heh. But yes. V sad. No stalkery stares today - another reason why class was so blahhh.
Religion was pretty damn awful - had a group presentation to give. It went okay, and thank God we turned the lights down, and thank God Thor lent me his sunglasses to further block out the light, but still. Guhhh. I had to put on my regular glasses when I went up to say my piece, and I was blinking against the light and shaking with cold and gahhhhh. V v v v unfun.
Went back to my room after and dozed for almost two hours... yes, that is how shoddy I felt. I never sleep during the day but my head was killing me enough that I had to. Didn't go to choir - hope Mr P understands. No way I could've concentrated on the little notes or sung properly. Least I feel a little better now. Which means it's time to stop putting off my stupid nonfic piece and finish the blasted thing. At least after this I'll (hopefully) not have to write any "creative nonfiction" (bloody contradiction in terms) again. -___-
Ug, my head...
Ha ha ha the beginning of this song is kind of funnily appropriate, when taken out of its context:
Woke up and wished that I was dead
With an aching in my head
I lay motionless in bed...
Great Books was definitely unfun. I was the first one in class as usual; I left the lights off and the blinds shut and after arranging the chairs sat in one and kinda moaned. Dr Clegg came in with one of my classmates and said "Isn't that funny; 8 o'clock and no one's here - " And then she saw me and kind of broke off. I explained I had a dreadful headache and she, being the wonderful and kind woman that she is, decided that we could keep the lights off. I moved to the other side of the room to hide in a dark corner (since we lifted the blinds to have some light) and took off my glasses and sat blind. Cyndia went to her office before other people showed up to get something; Travis and Xu-An (rrgh) were the next people to come in, and apparently he thought it odd that Kate and I were sitting in the dark because he was like "You know, we do have a light switch..." and reached to turn it on and I kinda wailed "NOOOOO!" And he was like, "errr. okay." But he left the lights alone when I explained that I was dying.
But yeah, class was not v fun. I was cold and shivery and, you know, migraine-y. And I couldn't indulge in staring at Travis because wearing my glasses made my head hurt more. It was kinda funny, tho - at one point he and I were talking to each other (aka the relative high point of an otherwise miserable class) and I had my glasses off and I kinda paused in what I was saying and went "I really hope I'm looking at you..." and he went "yeah, you are" and I went "oh good" and went on with the meta. He was across from me so I was staring at the blob that was him. Heh. But yes. V sad. No stalkery stares today - another reason why class was so blahhh.
Religion was pretty damn awful - had a group presentation to give. It went okay, and thank God we turned the lights down, and thank God Thor lent me his sunglasses to further block out the light, but still. Guhhh. I had to put on my regular glasses when I went up to say my piece, and I was blinking against the light and shaking with cold and gahhhhh. V v v v unfun.
Went back to my room after and dozed for almost two hours... yes, that is how shoddy I felt. I never sleep during the day but my head was killing me enough that I had to. Didn't go to choir - hope Mr P understands. No way I could've concentrated on the little notes or sung properly. Least I feel a little better now. Which means it's time to stop putting off my stupid nonfic piece and finish the blasted thing. At least after this I'll (hopefully) not have to write any "creative nonfiction" (bloody contradiction in terms) again. -___-
Ug, my head...