Pohozhe, ya zabolela.
Blin, fignya.
Vsego-navsego nasmork, a s nego bashka sovsem ne begayet... Mozga mne nuzhna v shkole, nemnozhko.. Temperaturi netu, krome tekuchego nosa i bolnogo gorla tolko golovnaya bol.
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It looks like I'm sick.
It's just a cold, I know, but due to it, my brain sorta refuses to function. Which is not very helpful, considering I sorta need it in school. Not a fever, even, so that I'd be able to leave homework and crap 'till later... Damn you, stupid cold.

Current Mood: Blerg.