Holiday Cheer. Yeugh.

So I felt all sick yesterday afternoon. Pounding headache, dizziness, nausea. I rested in bed for three hours. I watched The Amazing Race and fell asleep. I wake up this morning feeling even worse, and so refuse to go to school, lest I stand up and puke all over the place.

Now, eight hours later, I'm feeling mercifully better and blogging.

Sick on Valentines Day. Is that like a subliminal message or something?

So anyway, I have to get off now. I only have half an hour because Mum's angry at me. I was apparently faking being sick this morning. Don't you think that I would fake sick on, say, Athletics day, instead of a day of movies in English, movies in History and study fourth period? Grr.

EDIT: So instead of getting off the computer at 3.45, I instead ended up looking after the office for our PM open time (4-6). Annoyingly, all the customers (8 of them) arrived at once. Lots of eft-pos payments and bringing out of jumping dogs and meowling cats.