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Day 111: A gift and a curse
Feb. 15th, 2005 04:16 pmThe weather has decided to screw me over royally. I think Schu added with some weird telempathic fun of his own because he likes watching me while I sleep. He says I curl up in a little ball and squeeze my eyes shut and look all of five years old when I'm asleep. But the weather has gone nutso, but its ascended to new levels of cruelty. It changes itself suddenly, so while the headaches aren't as potent they're far more enduring, and yesterday and today I had to close my eyes and just sleep it off. Every time I shifted on the bed or even deigned to change position the dizziness returned. But I'm doing a little better now. A little sleep always helps.
I despise French. I hate oral exams. At least I lucked out and I'm with some smart girls who are my friends, but still. I almost passed out during Tvordi's Milton class again. Not that it was boring, but when these slow headaches come on they demand a period of unconsciousness as well. Every gift is a curse, isn't it?
It's still cold around here, but not as brutal as it was before. It's not exactly warm, either.
Yutaro called again. Hopefully BenTen and I can finalize our half-baked plans to go see her.
Sometime this week I really need to rip that music off of Mom's CD's and put it on my laptop.
There are many things I need to do sometime soon.
Like update my stories. Who knows.
Life is like that. I guess I'm not fully up to par as far as Brad's concerned, but I think at this point he's resigned himself to his fate and will be happy as long as I get it done in the end.
I despise French. I hate oral exams. At least I lucked out and I'm with some smart girls who are my friends, but still. I almost passed out during Tvordi's Milton class again. Not that it was boring, but when these slow headaches come on they demand a period of unconsciousness as well. Every gift is a curse, isn't it?
It's still cold around here, but not as brutal as it was before. It's not exactly warm, either.
Yutaro called again. Hopefully BenTen and I can finalize our half-baked plans to go see her.
Sometime this week I really need to rip that music off of Mom's CD's and put it on my laptop.
There are many things I need to do sometime soon.
Like update my stories. Who knows.
Life is like that. I guess I'm not fully up to par as far as Brad's concerned, but I think at this point he's resigned himself to his fate and will be happy as long as I get it done in the end.
