*sigh* Okay. I'm sick.

You guys remember that cold I thought I could pretend I wasn't coming down with? No such luck. I am definitely sick. I feel terrible, tired, achey, all that stuff.

And my tooth hurts. Got my temporary cap popped off yesterday and the new one cemented on, and idiot here thought no novacain was a good idea when the doc suggested it. The shots hurt so much, and I'm always so sore afterwards... But I would have saved myself a lot of grief, at least yesterday.

I kept waking up last night, probably because I kept rolling over onto my side, and my tooth was displeased. Stupid body. Pain is not my idea of a good time either.

So, naturally I have an Algebra test today. Chapter 9, logs and other fun stuff. The class begged and pleaded to be allowed a page of notes, till our teacher said okay. I don't really need them, but my brain is working on its usual level for a cold, which means it's not processing stuff quite as well, and I can forget things. So I'll take the notes. :)

They're crazy if they think he'll let us get away with this for the final, though. Someone will ask, and frankly I hope he laughs at them.

Me, I just want to get through today and Friday, pass the chapter 9 test, and get to the weekend, so I can rest and study for finals. (Uh... whoo-hoo, yay?)

That icon is so true today. Jack needs a hug, and so do I. Just don't let me breathe on you- you don't want this cold.