Bummer

I'm down with every possible illness a person could have. And it's killing me once again.

B said I have an immune system of an AIDS patient, I suppose that's quite true? It's been the 30th time I've fallen sick this year, I think.
And Kellett, bloody Kellett, never fails to seize any opportunity to put me down and find some kind of trouble with me.
I'm fucking sick, not skipping school as when I want to anymore.

I know, more rants. I am so resisting the urge to throw all my books out of the window and snuggle in bed forever. Yes, that's what I want.

But no, I have a whole year's syllabus to catch up in one month. I need to buck up and my best motivation is that I can leave hell asap.

bye all, back to my tissue box for my runny nose.