in a daze

11/11/2005

i am...

sick₁ [ P] Pronunciation Key (sk)
adj. sick-er, sick-est

1. Suffering from or affected with a physical illness; ailing.
2. Of or for sick persons: sick wards.
3. Nauseated.

i hate it. ugh, supposed to wake up early to get to school to do the english media but when i woke up my head was all woozy my nose was congested and my throat felt like it swelled inwards. bahhh, so i slept and my head now feels sluggish, my nose is fine, and my throat is burning...and then i took robittusson, which is NASTY, and made my stomach convulse and now i feel like im gonna vomit soontime.

and now i feel completely guilty because i wasnt there for the rememberance day chapel, which means i couldnt join fideles either, and i cant find my macmillans form still, and i cant check my binder to see if its in there, and i cant do my english homework, and i let my media group down, and i dont know how i'm gonna get my macmillans in and if i dont get it in, then either mrs aug cant send it in or everyone that signed up with me wont get it, ughh, damnit. and if i keep being sick i wont make it to worship team, which means i let them down, and this was our on week too, and i cant go to fellowship and even if i do go, im not gonna participate much because i feel so crappy and tonight is supposed to be extremely hyped up...and if i dont go then i left phoebs to do the chairs by herself and all that, and sharon might not have a ride to church after then so she might be late and all of this will be my fault... >.<

[edit] i just had jook, it was good, except that everything i eat turns bitter. i know, what the heck right. i have no idea..picking up nathan soontime, i sent our first accting progress report, even though it was actually nothing. ugh, i dont want to fail accounting darnit. >.<

i feel gross.

in other news: drive slow, homie.

and in remembrance..
oh God, thank you for them. i pray Canada will make them proud that this is what they fought for..
In Flanders Fields, the poppies blow
Between the crosses row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

gahh, its so beautiful...


[edit - 12:13AM] - awww, i love church; it makes me so very happy :) even when i feel like crapp sighhh, worship team was good even though i couldnt really sing or whatever and i was inwardly freezing, but it was soo nice just to be with the "circle of friends" LOL and then fellowship was SO hilariouss. blehh sucks that i couldnt join in and be like dumb and hyper lol but i ended up doing so anyways from the sidelines. milton with his PI *strikes pose with arms spread and one leg up* and omyyy the three male brides! LOL darnit, i created so many haters with that game. they had the best presentationn! so what if your bride had nice cleavage! LOL and thennn the RELAYYY. everyones like tripping over themselves, running queerly, stumbling diagonally or into walls, or just flailing to the ground HAHAHHA and then jon just completely flies out the door..LOL and alicia like flies backwards when shes trying to run straight...ahahhaa :) and chris with his extremely gay pickup line

okay i'm seriously killing myself as i type so im gonna sleep, gotta wake up at 5 30 tomorrow to send off my parents *insert bloodcurdling scream* i honestly still havent absorbed the fact that this is reallyy happening. this is REALLY happening....

posted by joanne - @ 11:57 am