My fantastic day seemed to start when I went to the bus stop. I sat on the grass, and then something bit me. It REALLY hurt. So I got on the bus, trying my hardest not to cry because I'm such a toughie.
Anyway, I thought it must have been a bull ant or something so I sat through my art class, once again trying not to cry. By then, my left leg was hurting and I had a horrible headache and stomach ache. I can't wait to see my skeleton drawing tomorrow, I barely remember what I did to it.
So I went to sick bay, where the nurse just had to see the bite, and she couldn't even tell what it was, and here I am, feeling really horrible because:
- I'm aching all over
- I got dragged over the rocks at the beach and now have a deep cut on my back
- I have a crush, and it seems like some people have no idea when someone likes them.