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.