Looks like I am a biiiiiit sick. I feel fine, but I get panic attacks where in the end I always throw up. I wanted to go to school though- and I made it to all my academic classes! Well, halfway through math I got an attack so bad I ran out and was unable to lie to the teacher and say I had to use the restroom because she looked out her door and saw my head in the trashcan. She sent me to the nurse -_-'. Oh! Michael brought me my backpack since we did not stop for it so I will have to thank him for that. How do I know it was him? I heard him while I was in the nurse's bathroom hacking. I tried one more time to go back to class so I told the nurse I wanted to say and it was not too bad. She told me to call my dad because if I am vomiting I can not stay at school. I did, but he did not answer so I hung up and tried to get out of it again. I told her he never checks his voice mail so I can't reach him and it may be best I just go back to class. She made me leave a message and made me sit on that stupid chair untill he came. -_-'. He came, and on the way out he told me, "the nurse said you were relunctent to leave, is that because I told you that I hated it when you missed school because you miss your classes?" I nodded and told him, "I wanted to finish all my academics then tell my teacher I was sick but nooooo halfway through math I throw up darn it." H laughed at me and said, "don't do that again. If you feel sick and I already left the house and you can't reach me- just stay at home." Awww, happy ending right? WRONG. Dad went on ANOTHER date with ANOTHER girl and I am stuck here vomiting every half hour. The play I am in is tomarow tooo! Nooooooo! Save me!
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