|Current mood:|| sad|
|Current music:||Apoptygma Berzerk- Electricity|
Today sucks. This fun little stomach virus is going around school which makes it so I can't east, lest I risk throwing up. Halfway through Mr. Youmans' incredibly exciting lecture on correctly finding the vertical midpoint of a leaning object I almost threw up my guts. I went to the clinic and sat there for 15 minutes before they could call my dad. Then I sat in the front office for 40 minutes. I felt like a hobo. I was sitting on a bench, covered in my trenchcoat, and kept nodding off. And the one of the ladys working there would randomly comment on how long I'd been there.Everyone's telling me I shouldn't go to practice tonight, but I have a feeling I'll be royally screwed if I don't. Meh.