I think I just said I have a disease, which I don't. I'm just sick. Blech. I hate it. Hatehatehatetimesforever. Theraflu tastes disgusting and doesn't help one bit. Being the smart idiot that I am, I took advantage of this day and did schoolwork while I'm supposed to be sleeping and watching soap operas to recouperate. Ohhhh well. I'll just still be sick tomorrow in school with all my work done. Good things about it: I missed English with ultra-idiot extraordinaire, I get to have sculpture class two days in a row, and today I got to sleep and work more on my English than I would've had the opportunity to otherwise. Bad things about it: I didn't get to ask Mrs. Berry about our English assignment, I didn't get to take my History quiz and will now have to make it up tomorrow during my Study Hall during which I was planning to work on my multiple heaps of English work, and I missed Algebra 2 which is very bad because math is my hardest subject and I need to be there to understand as much as I possibly can. I want to sleeeeeep. I wonder what's on PBS right now. I hope it's Arthur. Au revoir, mes amis. "OUAH! FATOUMATA! J'AILLEEEEEEE!"