Gross, that sounds like mucus

Guess what! I'm sick again! *Cough for effect*

I've contracted some sort of sinus infection this time, with the works: snotty cough, aches and pains, stuffy nose...you know the deal. I was officially at school for twenty minutes today before I escaped in my volvo to come home sick. My mom was disgusted, and I think she's angry with me. I miss too much school lately.

Maybe...maybe my senioritis is starting to materialize into actual bacteria! The kind that beat up your immune system like jocks on a nerd. I would say that I am THAT nerd.

Last Saturday was my 18th birthday. I'm officially an aah!-dult. I like the infinite feeling that comes with it, but I also realize that I have responsibilities. Ugh, the word just disgusts me. My first rite of passage that I took advantage of was...I got a debit card! With my name on it! I really feel grown up now! Haha.

Well, I'm going to moping around and talking through my nose...and breathing through my mouth.

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Just another Monday

I took some pictures today, figuring I knew that I wouldn't feel up to posting something gigantic. And I'm not. We had another softball game this afternoon, and even though I played for about...3½ minutes, I'm still wiped from having to spend the entire game on my feet (and add that up to my day and school, and it's cause for exhaustion). My 3½ minutes in the spotlight was when my coach decided that we were losing bad enough (We lost 17-10 or something like that) that it wouldn't do any harm to put the Junior Varsity Princess (aka moi, if you're that thick) into the game. The batter's box, to be precise. I guess I wasn't good enough to defend the field. :( Whatever. So, I must've been a lot more nervous than I thought I was, because everyone kept telling me to relax. I didn't feel nervous, but when I struck out (I went down swingin', ya bastards!) and returned to the dugout, I realized that my hands were shaking. Well, here are the pictures.....

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