Worst Thursday Ever

I woke up feeling hot and sweaty but I was still shivering. I was praying my clock was 3 hours fast and I still had time to sleep. My throat was scratchy and my nose was plugged. I forced myself to get out of bed. My legs felt like noodles, but I managed to get myself dressed and all ready for school in 10 minutes. I stumbled to the couch half awake and dozed off. I came in and out of reality. The next thing I knew my mom was telling me to get ready to leave. English…a dizzy blur. In P.E., I was desperate to sleep. The gym floor never looked so comfortable. Algebra 2 was a mess of numbers. Then…I swore I was in hell. A.P. Biology was so overwhelming. I was sitting in the lab watching Mrs. Vehrs explaining how our really boring lab worked. My eyes glazed over and I spaced out until she said, “Get started.” Nothing she said registered into my brain and I was lost. I just kept thinking that she was lucky I was even there. At a certain point I just wanted to break down into tears, rip my lab in to shreds, and storm out of the room. To say the least, I have been hanging around my sister for too long. Anyways, the bell finally rang and it was on to French 2. Speaking in French is hard enough, but when your nose is plugged and your voice is gone, it’s not fun. I had a presentation to give that day and pronunciation was a huge part of the overall grade. Just my luck! I don’t even remember how it went. I was just thankful it was over with. Then, I looked up at the clock and slowly got out of my seat when I saw that it was 2:40. It was time to leave school and enter the world of obnoxious and impatient parents with their sickly kids. In case you didn’t already guess, I hate doctor’s offices. I was there for over an hour and I found out that they didn’t know what I had, so they were just going to treat me for a sinus infection. To sum it up, the appointment was a waste of time. But I was happy I was finally able to leave. When I got home, I did as little homework as I possibly could so I could get in the shower. Once on the couch again, I heard bits and pieces of my sister’s new favorite T.V. show. I got up to go eat dinner. I shoveled it in and popped my pills. I wanted to go to bed. Finally, I am in my warm bed and ready to end the worst Thursday ever.