Sick

I'm still speechless today. It's bad to inherit those large tonsils and white hair from my dad; why can't he give me genes that are an advantage to my looks?!?!

Anyways, I'm feeling less crappy now than 12 hours ago. I shouldn't have gone to school.
We had a really dumb test today, chem. I have to do well in this subject, cause it's the main component in the course I want to take for further education. If it wasn't, I couldn't even give a damn about it.
Sitting in class was like sitting in a stove today. To everyone else, the weather was cool and nice; but with my body raging war on whatever that has infiltrated the 1st line of defense, it had become unbearably hot and cold at the same time. My skin was cold to the touch but I was boiling hot inside. Thanks, my whacked body.

I practically slept the whole afternoon away; spending a fraction of my time sleeping on the leather couch in the tv room and the better part under my duvet in bed. The sky was dark by the time I woke up.

School's being the host for the state(?) level public speaking competition tomorrow and I'm assigned for registry duty with Felicia. If I were to sit beside her and do my gestures, I think they'd be thinking that there's a sign language competition in conjunction with the public speaking. I don't know whether I'm on for timekeeper or not; I'll have to ask the teacher again tomorrow, rather, I'd have to write it in words.
No point turning up for school only to do one small thing and be bored the whole day through.

My story is still in progress, snail slow.

Right, now I'll go to Facebook and type out another note.

New Project?

To think, people have blogs that they update everyday, writing about every lil detail about their lives. My life is mundane; I don't need everyone to know how boring it is.

Ah, April. The month of spring?
We don't have four seasons here, so I don't know for sure.

CABAL, a game that I've discovered (Bro claims he did, but I was the one with the invite) and spent the past 2 or 3 weeks on grinding. Currently lvl 81 and is getting quite tired of it already.
Met a few new friends, whom surprisingly stays very nearby.
So to counter the time (and life) wasted away on that game, I'm currently attempting a lil something to balance out. I don't want the parental units (I love this word to describe parents, makes them sound like robots. Kudos to Amy Deckers!) to say that I've spent too much time on something not worthwhile.

It doesn't have a title yet, nor does it have a plot. Kinda making it as I go.
It's already 3 1/2 pages written in my small handwriting (oops, I think I misspelt that word in my Facebook note). Nothing is set to stone yet, and I won't go carve it and then abandon it later.
When I get to it halfway (and God knows when), I'll type it out. I hope the words don't fade out completely by then.

Dad said that he's going to get me a new phone! Wahooo~
Hold up, I'm not celebrating just yet; not till I have the phone in my hand and it's one that has the more modern functions. I don't want it to be like the lame one that I'm having rite now.

Speaking of which, this lame one has caused me enough troubles.
I tried checking my balance and it switched itself off! I switched it on again and it did the same thing!
I'm glad to get rid of it.

Ah, time to head to bed. Not!
I think I'll hang around mindlessly surfing the net until 12.