Shoot me before I go crazy.

For over a week I've been having a pounding headache, that would result in being on, which wasn't that bad. A few minutes to space out and relax and then go back to whatever I was doing, would stop it, and it being off. But on Wednesday, I was really feeling like shit- the headache decided to come back and hit like there was 500 drills going through my head. I managed Study Hall, but by the end of it I was freezing my ass off, even though BA is heated in the cooler months and ACed in the warmer months, and I had my sweater on. Hell, I couldn't even hold my PENCIL, and I had to write all day. So I decided to go to the Nurse during (erm.. before?) Science class. Of course, I left my books there and was at the Nurse's office for a whole 49 (maybe more) minutes. Ugh. And talk about bad: I had my English homework, science textbook/bindor, AND MY NEW STORY there. I had Science homework, too, and Mr. N, kinda yelled at me (hey, not my fault I couldn't find my Science Teacher). Bleh. I made it through that class, too, but I was still feeling shitty. I wandered over to (yes, I'll admit this) one of my favourite teachers, again: Madam Fox. I told her that my Science Teacher had my homework notebook and everything, and that I wasn't feeling well, so when the rest of the class was sharing, and after about 4 people went, she let me go look for the science teacher, again. Bleh. Still no luck. I STILL couldn't find him. Soo, when I came back I got my books, and again went to the Nurse's office. This time I got to go home.

The going home part was good, because by the time my momster got there, my head was seriously pounding like another 200 drills added to those 500 first ones. I took some motrin and passed out for a good, oh god, maybe three hours? XD. Then I read Bitten some more, I got maybe through 150 pages in about 2 hours *mind you it took some time reading because I was forcing myself to get rid of the pain*. Hah. I was totally lucky that Wednesday was Open House at my school, so I told my momster to get my science stuff for me. She did, which was good because I had homework to catch up on *cough science cough*, and I really didn't like leaving my story, The Paths of Destiny at school, seeing as I have a constant fear of the school burning down during random fire drills. :\.

Yes, so what? I have a constant fear of my stories being burned up. Actually, I don't. It's the fact that I didn't finish it that's the problem. Screw Life of Death: Hidden Murder of Zak and Elementalist and The Legendary Elementalist. Those were done, I really could care less if they shoot into a ball of flame and smoke and wither on the ground. I have that urge that once I start something I either a) forget about it, or b) finish it, and I intend on finishing The Paths of Destiny.

Anyways, moving along. I also learned some stuff after my mom came home from Open House. Like, the kid that I liked was there and kept looking at her, probably wondering between two things: 1, was Froggy okay? and 2, Where IS Froggy...?!. Anyways, moving on.

Thursday was just as bad. Besides waking up from a pounding headache and waking up over a set period of time during the night made me all bleh, so I stayed home. I slept or read more of my book, and just chilling. I guess I watched the HISTORY CHANNEL, too. It had some Sadistic/Satanism/Torture thing on the TV.. gave me ideas for The Paths Of Destiny. That's one thing I didn't do this day: write.

Today is also the day where I my tummy starts to give away and my food is forced down, as well as forced to STAY down. It's also the day where I can't sleep well, well. On Wednesday it was hard, but I managed. Thursday I had problems.

Friday, erm.. today, I woke up with the headache. AGAIN. And now my tummy hurt. I didn't eat ANYTHING really *A cheese stick and A Jello* until dinner, where I forced myself to eat and forced it to stay down. I finished my first book, Bitten By Kelley Armstrong, and so started the one my mom was reading, Stolen. They're actually really really awesome books, and the main character, Elena Michaels, reminds me of Verdi in the 2nd book, but not the first. Maybe it's all those funny things I know of Verdi and that it seems like she'd say... :\

Anyways, I started to write more, just recently. The 10-20 hours of reading this week tended to be... WAYY too much. Blehgerness. Anyways -*pokes Ricci cause she knows Riccis gunna read this*- Poke YOUR IT! XD

-*giggles and waves byes before running back to writing and talking with her Love on YIM.*-