Royally SICK.

I don't feel good at all.
Like, I've been asleep since nine, and I wake up at eleven, and am sitting here writing this because YESTERDAY, I went to sleep at SEVEN, woke up at TEN, and then proceeded to sleep more.
I have a four-day stomach ache that I think one of my friends gave me. IT'S THE THIRD DAY OF SCHOOL.

Anyways.
I missed you guys, so I'm way sorry that IM, at least in the mornings, is totally and completely out of the question on school days, but of course, if I'm still sick like this in a few days, I may be staying home.
In that case, talk to me. Please. Ha.

CLASS SUMMARY, for anyone who likes to read what I write when I'm so dead bored like this:

FIRST HOUR - CHEMISTRY - Mrs. Ferguson's okay, I guess, but she's monotone, and since we're already taking notes, I'd like to be able to fall asleep. She gets absolutely no points for making us convert fifty L/g/m problems on the third day, and it really doesn't help that this is in the MORNING, after I've woken up at six to catch the bus which, mind you, is actually really cool because I know most of the people who ride it. Mostly.

SECOND HOUR - SOFTWARE APPS. - Actually, they should call this class 'Typing That Fools Anyone Who Thinks That Software is Even Involved in This Class', but it's all good. The teacher is my former HWJH assistant principal's (who liked me, thank goodness) wife, Mrs. Lewis, and she's pretty monotone too. Oh, and she expects us to type perfectly without opening our eyes. Ha, ha, ha.

THIRD HOUR - GEOMETRY - We have a younger teacher in this one named Ms. Smith (who is also the cheer coreographer, no kidding) who's really cool. She's down-to-Earth and actually has an idea of what she's doing in the class. Points for outright telling us that she's only looking at our papers at a glance - if most of them are right, and you've put effort into it, you make a 100.

FOURTH HOUR - SCIENCE SEMINAR - VERY COOL CLASS, but I have no friends in there. Like, I have the entire back row to myself every day, and no one wants to talk to the ONLY SOPHOMORE in the class. Crazy, huh? Anywho, you make a Science Fair project, and your ultimate goal is to go to Internationals. We work with OU, and tons of mentors, but we get to pick what we study and go wild, which as much as it scares the eternal crap out of me, I love.

Lunch. Woo. No better than last year. Probably worse. Blah. Three weeks until I can leave campus, or so Dad says.

FIFTH HOUR - DRAMA II - AHHH! I love Mrs. Baugus with all of my teacher-loving heart! She sold me a freakin' sweet hoodie from last year for five bucks, and since our class is only made up of 15 or 16 people, I know close to everyone. Drama kids are amazingly nice. We're doing skits at the moment, but are going to be working on The Pajama Game, which is WAY cute, for this fall. I'll be happy just to dance in it. :D

SIXTH HOUR - ENGLISH II - Mrs. Bronson is so sweet. She's taught for, like, ever, and I don't know how she can still be nice to kids. There's only fifteen in our class, but all of us are cool and like to have fun, which, uh, is GOOD. I don't know how SHE could be the one that assigned us that stupid, idiotic Summer reading. I refuse to believe it.


LOVE YOU GUYS! Hope I'm up and running soon, just so I can talk to you!