I hate being sick. It ruins my day when I wake up at 8.20 and I'm late for Math. At least I generally understand what we're doing in Math. Generally.
Spare keeps me sane. I'm skipping Poirier's Social class because I need time away from the bustle and noise and random stories and ridiculous answers and all of that. Of course, now part of Poirier's class is coming to the library to work on whatever research project so I might end up doing Math over at the tables. *coughs*
Anyways, talk to you all later,
Me.