Wednesday - Last Week of Term
I am soooooo ill.
We were forced to take EVERYTHING home from school today. EVERYTHING. For NO REASON. My locker is crammed (not untidily) with textbooks, class texts, reference books, folders, files, and a big wad of paper for when I need more. Am I going to need that over Christmas? Hell no. Do they expect me to take it all home in one day without prior notice? Somehow, YES. Screw them.
I don't know where I'm going to put all this crap... it's just got to wait for the next term to start so I can just take it all back again...
Finished up reading Angels and Demons... it kind of petered out towards the end... bleh.
I've got really really ill. My throat hurts on and off and my nose isn't functioning. Why the fuck does this always happen to me?! Every end of term this is the same. Not just because it's winter. Whenever school ends, some pathogen bastard decides to make me his next target. I can't enjoy the last days of school or even comprehend them. My mind gets so fuddled up that I don't know what I'm doing and I can't even fully understand it when school ends. Thus, the holidays I wait my entire life for become meaningless.
Only this time it's worse because I am actually expected to SING on Friday. And there's a rehearsal tomorrow. Something I've been waiting for for 2 years and my own body can't defend itself well enough to give me it. When I get rich, certain immunological research facilities are going to get a LOT of funding.
We were forced to take EVERYTHING home from school today. EVERYTHING. For NO REASON. My locker is crammed (not untidily) with textbooks, class texts, reference books, folders, files, and a big wad of paper for when I need more. Am I going to need that over Christmas? Hell no. Do they expect me to take it all home in one day without prior notice? Somehow, YES. Screw them.
I don't know where I'm going to put all this crap... it's just got to wait for the next term to start so I can just take it all back again...
Finished up reading Angels and Demons... it kind of petered out towards the end... bleh.
I've got really really ill. My throat hurts on and off and my nose isn't functioning. Why the fuck does this always happen to me?! Every end of term this is the same. Not just because it's winter. Whenever school ends, some pathogen bastard decides to make me his next target. I can't enjoy the last days of school or even comprehend them. My mind gets so fuddled up that I don't know what I'm doing and I can't even fully understand it when school ends. Thus, the holidays I wait my entire life for become meaningless.
Only this time it's worse because I am actually expected to SING on Friday. And there's a rehearsal tomorrow. Something I've been waiting for for 2 years and my own body can't defend itself well enough to give me it. When I get rich, certain immunological research facilities are going to get a LOT of funding.