Okay, so after I self-diagnosed my condition over the weekend as being a case of the stomach flu, I felt better knowing what it was and what it wasn't. It was still a pain nonetheless, and I haven't felt that lethargic since.. I don't know, ever.


So today is Valentine's Day aka Single Awareness Day for those of us who just don't have that other to celebrate the day with. I actually heard some pretty sad stories on the radio the other day about how some ladies would (later regretfully, I assume) send flowers to themselves at work so that they wouldn't feel so terrible seeing everyone else get a little some'n some'n from their snugglybooboo. Yikes.


Ahh I remember my Valentine's Day from 4th grade. There was this girl named Danielle who put our names on the back of one of those cards you would get in a pack at Target opposite each other. I think I even used Valentine's Day-themed stationary once to write to the TLC fanclub.


I never got a response.


Oh, and one more thing. Too much chicken soup for the soul is not a good thing. All that sodium in that can of Campbell's, Progresso or whatever brand you choose to sip your woes away eventually will make your body dehydrated. So feel better. Wisely.

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I was wiped out yesterday. My day started at 7 A.M. (as usual) but something just didn't feel right. Maybe it was because I went to sleep with my UCLA hoodie on or whatever, but it just didn't feel like it was going to be a pleasant day. I made my way to work with my mom, and I was already feeling light-headed while sitting at my desk. When I finally left around 10, I felt a little better, but when I got to school, man, the headache came back hardcore.


I was doing my best to pay attention in guitar class, then when the instructor told the students it was time, I speed-walked (guitar, backpack and all) to the cafeteria for a quick energy fix from a Naked protein juice. I was late to my math class by like a minute, did what I could with the worksheet, got a minus 1 from a error, then, when that class finished, I walked back to the cafeteria for a whole vegetarian sandwich on wheat bread.


I took the sandwich back to my car and seriously pondered whether or not I should go home and just doze off for the hour I had before my biology class. But because I was already running on fumes as it was, I decided to just turn on the music in the x-runner and roll the windows down while I ate the sandwich in the overflow parking lot. The hour went by pretty fast, and before I knew it I was walking to my biology class.


I was standing outside waiting for the class to start when I see Rain coming out from the class adjacent to mine. We caught up somewhat, and then I was off to my biology lecture at 1:30. Rain, it was good to see you again. And you know I think out of the box. I always have been. If you need a dissenting opinion, you got my number. [:


Usually I can get by in biology because the instructor (Ms. Pennington) is so lively and interesting, but today just wasn't my day. I couldn't wait for the class to end, and I constantly looked up at the clock to make sure that time wasn't going backwards or anything. One of the highlights of the class that I do remember was the cow/cell analogy. I wouldn't be want to corraled with a bunch of heffers myself if given the opportunity.


And then yeah. I made it out of my biology class, walked back to the truck, got gas, drove home, got home by around 3:30, jumped into bed, woke up at 4:20, called my mom, changed, picked up my mom at 4:50, went to commissary, went back home, changed, went to bed, woke up at 9:45 P.M., called Michael, went back to bed, yada yada yada.


All in all, yesterday was a very VERY long day. I didn't go to work this morning at 7 because I was still light-headed from the day before. I did manage to go to school, and now I am at work. Hey, that's 4 hours more towards my paycheck. As long as my mind and body are constant and in unison, then a day like yesterday shouldn't happen again.

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