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Sunday, April 23, 2006

Cough wheeze cough cough blow snort wheeeeeezeee. My lungs/throat/nose/head hurts. Doing Math has been torture. Guess what, tmr's the test. Medicine ain't helping. That $25 bottle of crap.

Yifffffongyyyy. What now? I feel like a big bulk of mucus & disease floating around. I'm afraid I'll just give up halfway through the paper tmr & lie down.

Plus mom's off to China. There's no one to call up the damn school & create a big hoohaa on this stupid timetable. She promised. Hmm.

Hospitalize me pleasee. I'm not ready to face school.

2:42 PM