Life:

When I read Paige's blog post, it was kind of like mine in a way that you are purely writing about you. That's what people want to read. Entertaining, easy posts. So that's what I'm going to do. This morning I woke up feeling not only like death, but feeling as if I was hit my a bus. I was so sick that I didn't have the strength to open my eyes, let alone get up and actually turn on my lights. So after laying there for around 15 minutes trying to talk myself into getting motivated to do something, I got up. Well, at this time I'm 45 minutes late. So I decide to milk it a little bit. I brushed my teeth, and put clothes on super slow. On the way to school, I couldn't even focus on the road. And it was half. I walk in and realized that today was a skip day. I could feel that crappy tiredness in the air. Everyone was wearing sweat pants. Such a good sign that today is going to be horrible. Geometry makes me want to shoot myself in the face. English causes terrible hatred toward Shakespeare. Biology well. Bad. Spanish makes me want to kill Mexicans. U.S. Studies makes me want to shank Ab Lincoln the the throat. LUNCH! Favorite class of the day. Chief is pure wonderfulness. Who doesn't like to eat? And every time i step into blogging i lose like eight brain cells.