Dec 07, 2004 12:50
I woke up fucking late again this morning for Independent Studies.
I did the same thing last week, ignored my alarm. I got up and screamed, grabbed my sweatshirt, my work, and ran all the way to the school hoping that i would be okay. That i wouldn't get in trouble for being late to turn in my research report that was due today with no exceptions.
She's sick today. She wasn't even there. She left folders for us to leave our work in. Someone was seriously looking out for me today. Talk about luck.
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I feel like crap, i'm getting sick and i'm sore as ever. I wish i had someone to come take care of me with soup or something. Meh.