Strep, Strep, Strep. Death, Death, Death. Pain, Pain, Pain. Anyway, this sucks. I've missed two days of school so far. I'll probably miss tomorrow, and shit, we have Thursday off, I might as well fucking miss Friday. Gaaaaaah. Saturday was really fun. Happy late Birthday, Monica! And I made $110 this weekend too. From caddying. Yesss.
The last time I was this sick, I was passing my germs back and forth with someone else. Having a cold was a little bit more enjoyable then
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Blah, blah, blah. Life is great... thanks to some good tunes, new hair, skeleton keys, free things, and sharpies. However, random mentions of people I want to stop thinking about forever suck. A lot. And so do aunts who ruin birthday gifts. Goddamn.
Today was neutral. This is my favorite weather. By far.
Randi, tell your mom you won't have any homework to do for Monday, April 18th, and you should be allowed to go out the night before. And then tell her you love her.