i have to eat sugar.
javier calls me liza jane. at night, before he goes to sleep..he says "hasta mañana liza jane" i like his thick spanish accent..it's ok.
i ran today. it was the first day in while that i've felt well enough..which is strange because i almost fainted again. i have really low blood sugar with these medications i'm on right now. tomorrow i have to eat more in the morning, it's hard to though..at 6. but it's necessary, to avoid needing more than anything to just fall over. plus i feel kinda lame having to sip apple juice all day long like a 4 year old out of a little juice box. my english teacher bought me sweet bread, he said my stomach needed to have calories in it. my biology teacher is a doctor..nifty huh? he..sometimes gets to class quite late because he's off finnishing up with patients. he checked my pulse, blood pressure. small schools have this tribal feel. like one member of the tribe feels faint and all the others know and talk about it and wonder and wonder and wonder. i'm just the foreign girl who fell down in front of the entire school.
but when i'm just out there running, i forget everything. just concentrate on breathing. it's almost as good as sleep.
i'm loving it here, the truth is..this IS SO GOOD FOR ME. and i understand so much, and i'm starting to just be able to respond quickly in complete thoughts. it's english, that's starting to be tough
shit. i have more homework.
i have secrets.