I’m sick. And yes I’m going to complain.

So deal with it. I feel horrible. My throat is just so icky and I’ve started coughing again. You know what this means… I woke up wheezing. Why can’t I just get through the first week of school without being sick or my asthma flaring up? *COMPLAINS AND WHINES* Plus we had a two hour band rehearsal after school which didn’t exactly make me feel all better or anything.

Ohhhhh – but Mr. V got a concussion (sp?) on Sunday! It’s actually really scary, but he was back today to scream at us at usual. I mean, not that the screaming is a good thing, but thank God he’s ok!

My sissy’s leaving me Saturday. Isn’t that sad? It’s both sad and kind of good at the same time. Sad in that this summer we’ve grown closer than ever (mostly I think because we’re older and plus we didn’t really see each other all year), but good in that the car will be mine, the house will be mine for that short time when I get home from school, and I’ll have more privacy. In any case, she’s leaving.

Tonight after dinner my sister and I had one of those hour-long chats again. Mostly about our love-lives (or rather, lack thereof)… We discussed our past loves, trials, our hopes – all that fun stuff that we put in our heads. Oh well. Anyway, we were thinking of my homecoming possibilities, and I have a major dilema. There are 3 guys I would love to go with. My sister told me to put them in order, and I couldn’t! They’re absolutely tied. I’d have a great time with any of them, but all in slightly different ways.

Tim, ~S~, and Goo. There you have it. Two trombones and a viola. (Or is it violin? I think it’s viola…) The thing is, I rarely see Goo anymore, and with him, it’s more like we’re friends that just happen to flirt unconsciously when we’re together. ~S~, well, I think Aims still likes him… I don’t want to mess with that too much. Plus I don’t know him THAT well, and I don’t think he likes me. But I do like him. And Tim, well, Tim blew it in band camp. OK, yeah that’s when I liked him, and sure he was nice to me all week, until the dance. YEAH – just ignore me and go drool over Jenni. Great. THanks. Appreciate it. *clears throat* SO anyway, ~S~ comes up to me after band and tells me something that disses saxophones “from Tim”. I was like ooh that hurt. He comes back with this for a response – ‘I think Tim likes you.’ Sure. ‘No, really – I think he does.’ Yeah, um ok… great. ‘I think he really likes you though.’ Oh, ok.

Great discussion, ehh? Soooo I don’t know what to do. I mean, yeah I still like Tim, but I like the other two as well. Plus Tim’s entire “woman” thing. I swear Jill and I will SLAP that boy if he says it one more time.

So what do I do?

Meanwhile I’ll sit here coughing and rubbing my throat and feeling sorry for myself before going to bed. I feel miserable. Did I mention I feel like crap?

Riiight…

@~>~>-dreamergrrl

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