Tuesday February 19, 2002

Still sick

Class tomorrow. I should be sleeping. I'm too busy worrying. I spent the day puking in the Kleist Center girly bathrooom. I guess I'm not over this stupid flu. I'm not over a lot of things. My friend is lying to me, my ex has disappeared, and strange things are happening everywhere. I feel better knowing that I do have constants in my life, but they are few and far between. Maybe I should just stop whining and go about my business. Maybe I'll do that tomorrow.