stones taught me to fly, love taught me to lie...

So I still feel ill. I mean, I feel like throwing up still and I haven't thrown up since saturday and this sucks. I want to go home (we're in the library for "work" on our essays but why would I do that when I can post an entry?)

Part of me is thinking that this sick feeling is one part exhaustion and two parts not eating anything the last two days, but eating only makes me feel sicker, so I don't think it can be needing to eat. Its not like I haven't tried. I have eaten some, but I didn't have breakfast yesterday (Kat was still asleep when I left her house) and then I had lunch, didn't feel too good, so didn't eat dinner. I have been slowly working my way through a yogurt thing, but it really isn't helping me feel better.

Anyways, enough about being sick.

Yesterday Brendan met us up at Unos. It was good to see him in a weird "Oh, look who it is" kind of way. His brother was there too and he was not at all impressed with his brother, and it was kind of funny. Anyways, there is some sort of conclusion to the Brendan thing. I don't know if I talked about how he left and we never got a chance to say good bye. Not that I really liked him...

I don't know. I should be writing my McKenna essay, or my history essay...

Speaking of McKenna, is it too cute for me to write about someone who has shaped culture and thought: Anonymous?

I cannot sleep, I've pushed away the dreams and spoiled the quiet...

BAHAHAH I AM DONE.

All right, so I have a Georgetown essay to write? That can't be too hard... yes it can.

I feel a little bad for how shoddy my McKenna essay was, but like, if they ask a stupid question... Plus I would NEVER get in there, even if the essay was my best work, so I kind of lost the heart of it. Just Georgetown to go. I'M DONE WITH COMMON APP!!!

right. Must go do Chem.