So... still not feeling too well. Doesn't help that I was tired/hypoglycemic all day long.

English: Read, did vocab, read "Euphio Question", wrote one of two required teacher appreciation letters, gawked at Mr. sexy sitting next to me and the other one sitting two seats back... Coincidently, I also learned that those two used to be good friends till they stopped being civil.

World H: Mundane note taking. Finished two more presentations (one of which was a funny-ass faux National Geographic episode). Returned the lil black book with my own kiss-and-ne'er-tell story to Lauren, along with an old picture of Eric from middle school. She showed him it, and he tackled her trying to get it back. Moment's relief and quite funny.

Chemistry: "Had a surrogate" (as Rica would put it). Utterly boring personality, and had to answer 20-some questions about a subject we've never EVER gone over... I hate being taught by one I don't respect. Became someone's shoulder rest several times throughout the course of the period.

Lunch: Had a moment to forget. Got chips and a Diet Coke Lemonized, played cat's craddle and jacob's ladder with the string thing Justin had with Jen and DJ. DJ pinched my cheek, so I licked the side of his face... and blech, I will never do that again.

Art: Brief chat about our paper, sketchbook-show-and-tell, and an hour sitting in front of my piece wondering what the hell I'm going to do now that my piece has deviated far from the original path it was suppose to take... at least I got to sleep for a few minutes in Liz's lap.

Afterschool, dad drove family to Walgreens to get our flu shots. Had to lie and say that sis and I are both 18 and are twins since they weren't administering the shot to minors. Ran into our confirmation teacher so I couldn't get out of it tonight. Damn.

Went home, got on a major sugar high from sucrose-infused iced tea (drank it like a Jack Daniel's, cup after cup) and am now suffering from withdrawl.

And I hate the microwave with a burning passion.