1:30

I'm sick. And it won't go away.
I'm going to the doctors today.
But I don't want to pay.
But I feel horrible.. Okay?

NBD but I just made that up. I'm a poet and I didn't even know it! I can rhyme anytime!
But I really am sick. And it sucks super bad. I'm gonna go to the health and wellness center later today, my awesome boyfriend is gonna drive me (cause it's not the closest place in the world). But he can't take me till like after 1:30 cause he has a quiz he has to take. Stupid teachers. Don't they realize I'm sick?!
Well, anyway, here I am. Sitting in my room on my computer blogging and revising my english paper, texting old friends, and eating dry cereal. I feel like a piece of poop.