Gwargel.

I  was really looking foward to this 3day weekend thing. Really I was. Boy do I know how to screw up weekends.

So Saturday was spent basicly at some chior feild trip thing that wasn't horrible yet stopped me from sleeping in. Sunday was spent by being dead. Seems my body thought life had been to good so I spent the majority of the day throwing up and trying not to pass out. It was really not fun in the least. Today is Monday and though my stomach *HA You see Derek! I Can spell it right!* is much better I still feel like some old person because it hurts to move and I'm so freekin tired.

This dosn't make Virginia a happy camper. It is truly sad when you celebrate the eating of a bannana, and the fact the banana stays eaten.

And now what do I have to do? Algebra. Crap. I had forgotten about it up to this point. I don't even have a reason not to do it. I have no one to talk to seeing as somehow my friends have suddenly found lives. I am full of envy.

So..........Yeah....Anyhoo I'll stop boring you with my exciting weekend and tails of puking. Besides, I have homework and I really wouldn't want to put off procrastenating about it any longer then necessary. HAH and they say I don't have good study skills.