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Yeh... I'm getting sickish. It sucks. I can't breathe... but at least my ear stopped hurting.

Yesterday was a mixed day. The morning was ok. My first class was Infinity Project, so i was trying to get the exam from C so I could do it and have it done before the exam day, making it so I wouldn't have to go to school the last day. But I found out that the stuff I needed to use on my exam was in our schools (again) dead shared drive, and the file was gone when I got Richardson to try to get it for me.. so I did it all again later *sigh.*

Genetics was mildly frustrating, with Minson getting PMS-y while we're trying to get to doing or 'exam', reading nucleotides for a project we did ages ago. It went well enough, and I helped people with stuff as much as I could, and we got it done in time.

At lunch I found out how utterly incompetent my partners for my postmodernism project are... they apparently do the whole male 'no communication' thing and utterly screwed up the last effort they had at filming a project... I think one of the guys managed something else for our presentation... currently, I have our paper and a poem, which they were supposed to film them saying the poem and sword fighting. So I'll find out at lunch what is happening. Hopefully.

I didn’t even bother with film and ended up finishing the missing work and mildly fiddling with that keystroke code. And the next period, I saw how utterly horribly my classmates were doing with their robot codes... *evil chuckle* So my code has a good chance of prevailing. Then I left school for an orthodontist appointment.

I get there and get into the examination room, after waiting for almost an hour, to find out I was in fact in for a tooth check up. Well, my dentist looks over my teeth and makes a comments about me not flossing, which I really don’t since the floss is never in the same freakin' place... damn sis... and then they take X-ray, and I wait... another 10-15 mins, when I was told developing will take about 7 mins... well, eventually, a different dentist come in and says he wanted to check me over since my dentist was in the middle of an extraction... yes, lets leave the 5 min check up alone and go do an extraction, wonderful idea! Well, this guy was really nice, looked over my X-rays and went “Uh oh." You know what it means when a dentist goes "uh oh." A cavity. Not just ANY cavity though. He showed me my X-rays and pointed at a dark spot. "See this dark spot, that's a cavity." Yes, I know this... I have seen my cavities on X-ray before, thank you. But it was between the teeth, so I can see why he noted it. And the nurse (is that what you cal the ladies that help in a dentist office?) said, and a bit rudely "That why he said you should floss more." NO SHIT SHERLOCK! Gah... well, they soon get done with the whole numbering of the tooth with the cavity, and say they will call my house tomorrow to set an appointment (since the receptionists left...) So I get up and leave, and get a schedule for work on my way home.

So now I am home, sick, mildly frustrated and with a cavity. So my evening was mildly frustrating, but Paper Mario and talking to some friends helped. And today has been good. I made a formula study guide for pre cal and my German teacher isn’t here so I am slacking. The next two period are History (review for exam) and English (find out the last part of my exam I forgot, something about writing about postmodern themes in a movie, BS for short, and see what the hell my group has for the project).

Then I have the sports banquet, where my infallible bad common sense messed with me. Banquet + Country Club = no jeans for most of you, correct? Well, I am a member of a country club, and they have a rather lax dress code, for women at least, so I often wear jeans and t shirts to the club, so it didn't occur to me last night when I was matching my very baggy jeans with a shirt that the jeans would be a bad idea. But it would have been nice if that were noted on the hand out... I gotta borrow pants from Twy again... Oh well. Hopefully my mom won't freak over it, since I can return the pants when I go to her place tomorrow.

I think that's all I have to bitch about today.. heh. Hope you all find some amusement in this. *sneezes again* FUCKING COLD! Hehe. See ya.