oh the misery and sickness and other exaggerated things

I feel so disgustingly sick. And awful. And depressed. And oh god I can't breathe through my nose. That just tops it all.

Today was so confusing. I could complain about things but you can just refer to Grace/Frani's blogs. Also I don't have a mac because we didn't print off the form because I am uninformed. So I'm stuck with this absolute-shittest-computer-ever for a couple more days.
I like year elevens. They're so lovely. And hey look ! I didn't die this morning ! Katherine is actually a good driver. Except for the truck, which almost spoiled her good run. Damn trucks.

I feel absolutely like the most negative person saying this, and it's probably because when I'm sick I become impossibly more saddened by things, but I didn't see half of my dear chums today since we're so intimidated by senior school and a place to sit. I'mjustridiculouslyparanoidthatourgroupwillsomehowsplitupbutwhatever ffff

When I got home I felt awful and sick and mildly jolly from a short yet entertaining car ride with Frani.
Then I read this book which has made me so much more upset than a book ever has. Except when Dumbledore died. Ohmygod the tears.
I could go through what this book is about, and why it upsets me moreso than the coolest old wizard to ever live dying, but then people would ask me questions and then I would lie and then of course people would be generally confused as to what my problem is with this book. I refuse to go into detail but let's just say it bears significant relevance to my life.

SO I'M GOING TO END THIS BLOG HERE LOL XOXO ~*~*~*~*~