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I am sick. Runny nose and a cough that seems to bring up all my insides with it. Don't worry, it's getting better--the cough, I mean. The nose just keeps on leaking and leaking and killing more trees for tissue.
It's better than yesterday, when I ate the medicine and stumbled around the place as if I were on hallucinogens or something. The worst part was that when I tried to get to sleep I couldn't because my brain wouldn't obey me. I just kept on thinking and thinking and eventually I got up and did a practice SAT that gave me a headache. I think do the SAT better when I'm woozy, though, because I didn't get very many questions wrong, despite my stupor.
Woke up eventually, and went salsa-ing with Justin Eng and Yado. Next week I'm going in heels and jeans and knocking everyone out with my killer moves--yeah, right, if this flu doesn't kill me first.
Justin drove us there, in his mum's rickety old car that stalls more often than Dan's. It's this tiny blue cardboard box that rattles as it goes, and it took Justin about 10 whole minutes to park his car because it kept stalling every time he moved forward. But it got us there, and back, in one piece, and that's all that matters.
Today I resolve to finish up my lit essay and then go and kick ass at ballet class because on Saturday I went to my ballet teacher's place to revise my Grade 7 stuff and I actually know what's going on now. No more stumbling around like an idiot, copying steps half a second too late anymore! Yep, if the sleepiness doesn't get her first, Jac will own this class! The same way she will own this essay, and the next, and the next, and then she'll be free!
Positive thinking, yeah.
(Later, 5:17 pm: My lit essay is at a grand total of 3, yes, 3 pages, and I can't think of anything else to say.)
jac was here with you
11/15/2005 01:45:00 pm
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