*Insert hoarse, raspy voice here.*

Gah. Evil. My throat is so furgen soar. I can hardly swallow, actually, I can swallow, just not without pain. Mrr. I might just come home after A-hour. The only reason I'm going is to take the demon test. Ten I need to hoff it to my 4th hour to get my rough draft signed so I don't loose a percentage off of my finished essay, not that m rough draft really is worth anything, it's rather crappy and I've written better two years ago. Ah well. *dissapears now.* Must gargle more salt and baking soda water . . .mrrr.

yep

Went to A-hour and came home. Can't say how well i did on the test. Somewhat out of it. Can't speak too well. Voice pretty much gone. My throat's not as sore as it was this morning. I'm just thankeful that I CAN swallow. Blarg. Böse.

Is it just my dad, or do you know other people who say this:
"If you're too sick to (insert something, say, go to church/school/work (was called in yesertday, but declined because I wasn't feeling well), then you're too sick to (draw, be on the internet, watch TV)." Which really doesn't make sense to be, but, sure. Odd Logic, doesn't really work does it? I'm certian if I'd gone to work last night, especially closing, I would have been worthless to even go to A-hour and stumble through the test. I'm going to draw now, which, I'm certain, I'm not too sick to do.

merble

Still not feeling 100%, don't question how well I did on my math test, I've got no clue. Went in during lunch and handed in my rough draft for english (it sucks, but, yeah, rough draft) and chittered over my essay thing, I now have a week to finish it for a better grade, yay. Then, once I get it back, and if I don't like the results, I have another week to get it done for a better grade. Thus, it goes on for eternity until the grading period ends. Turned in my student information for MCC RM campus (finally) and went home, sat on the couch, watche the olympics. Curling is interesting. The sad thing was, I understood the German team more than I did the British team *blinks soundly.* Yeah, odd. Ich fühle mich nicht wohl. blarg. Must call Kat tomorrow and check up on Math and German, yes. I'm frightened. Mr. Kreuger said we were going to get into "real" Trig now . . . ee.

Mom has me excused for tomorrow also. i'm not complaining. Snooze and draw and watch the olympics until I work at 2.30. Hopefully I won't keel over or anything. Mom tends to be more lenient than Dad when it comes to these things *mutters about being "too sick" to do things,* narr.

Must go to gym once I'm better, haven't been in a month, geeg.

Must meet people and not be skittish about doing so, yes. Must sell drawing, yes. Must do so much, *twitch.*

Must get website worked on tomorrow whilst I'm not at school, yes. That'd be good. Must read more of Les Miserables! Must get past the first two hundred pages.

*melts.*