Just another fucking monday...
Ughhh...
I thought I'd be over this damn cold by now. It's been a week now, and I feel worse than ever. Even though the congestion is receding, my nose has decided to drain itself: in class, while I sleep, and of course, in front of any girl I "might" have "had" a chance with. To top things off I haven't been sleeping great, and I have a hacking cough. I emailed my professors and TA's and got permission to miss my classes tomorrow. Me...missing classes. I haven't skipped school due to a sickness in about three years; and that was because I was throwing up an hour before I had to go to band. Grr...I'm tired of school, I wanna come home, work, make money, spend money, and be with my friends.
I skipped symphony rehearsal today as well...I came home, took a shower, took a 45 minute nap, studied for the pre-cal exam, went and took the 75 min exam, got some chow, and then went to a two hour long tennis practice which I just got back from. Ya, ya, I know you're all saying, "why's he playing tennis if he's bitching about how bad he feels?" You don't understand...I haven't played tennis in over four months. Finally I'm playing with some of the best kids I've ever seen, and I've already improved a ton...it's just the best thing in my life right now.
Damn...I can already feel the Nyquil I popped 15 minutes ago...my body is just exhausted. I have to write a stupid four page paper on rhetorical writing: Logos, Ethos, and Pathos...wtf is this sophomore year in high school? Dear God man... Give me something to work with. At least I get to write a summary on a movie or cd/album, he "tried" to make it cool...heh.
Anyways, I've bored you enough...fucking Seahawks...and FUCKING REFS...
Peace out...I'm gonna sleep for the next 13 hours
~S
I thought I'd be over this damn cold by now. It's been a week now, and I feel worse than ever. Even though the congestion is receding, my nose has decided to drain itself: in class, while I sleep, and of course, in front of any girl I "might" have "had" a chance with. To top things off I haven't been sleeping great, and I have a hacking cough. I emailed my professors and TA's and got permission to miss my classes tomorrow. Me...missing classes. I haven't skipped school due to a sickness in about three years; and that was because I was throwing up an hour before I had to go to band. Grr...I'm tired of school, I wanna come home, work, make money, spend money, and be with my friends.
I skipped symphony rehearsal today as well...I came home, took a shower, took a 45 minute nap, studied for the pre-cal exam, went and took the 75 min exam, got some chow, and then went to a two hour long tennis practice which I just got back from. Ya, ya, I know you're all saying, "why's he playing tennis if he's bitching about how bad he feels?" You don't understand...I haven't played tennis in over four months. Finally I'm playing with some of the best kids I've ever seen, and I've already improved a ton...it's just the best thing in my life right now.
Damn...I can already feel the Nyquil I popped 15 minutes ago...my body is just exhausted. I have to write a stupid four page paper on rhetorical writing: Logos, Ethos, and Pathos...wtf is this sophomore year in high school? Dear God man... Give me something to work with. At least I get to write a summary on a movie or cd/album, he "tried" to make it cool...heh.
Anyways, I've bored you enough...fucking Seahawks...and FUCKING REFS...
Peace out...I'm gonna sleep for the next 13 hours
~S