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Surprise surprise...!

Im ill. Again. Still living up to my name, The Cold Queen.

I think it has to do with being outside and running all around for field hockey (which is awesome fun by the way) and then coming inside and crashing in the AC. Today I was still sweating when I woke up from a nap, and it was very uncomfortable seeing as it was a cold sweat.

And now, I just put a hoodie on because I was freezing, but I'm about to rip it off because I'm hot hot hot.

I took some Tylenol last night that knocked me straight out...and when I woke up my sinuses were still clogged and en fuego.

I got my school schedule, but it's not even right. I'm not in the right homeroom, and they totally macked out French 3...which "YES, I DO STILL WANT TO TAKE!"

School starts in
whatever, I don't remember. Ugh. NO!

In other, astonishing news, my older sister is reading a book that she took from my room--this is shocking, really. She took Just Listen by Sarah Dessen. One of my favs, too. Nice choice for what I consider GRAND LARCENY against me. My books are my life.

Okay, crossing over into Nerdfighteria there...

Speaking of which, I don't even care anymore. This year, I'm gonna be as nerdy as I want to be. I've come out of the NERD closet, and I don't care who knows it. Confidence rocks.

Anyways, I'm gonna go get high on cold meds and watch some baseball.

PEACE.

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