Crummy...

So I missed out on IPC and astronomy today because I wasn't feeling well. A mix of crazy bowel movements and congestedness in the nasal region. Yes, I'm pretty open about it.

But now I feel like I am slowly recovering. Of course, I feel shitty for dissing class today to lie around in a bed. I still have to make a trip to the health center, which I should've done earlier. But I need some sort of slip to assure my instructors that I was ill, as it is my ticket to receiving credit for delivering my speech in IPC.

I think I have lots of stress-related illness. I always get sick after undergoing a strike of distress. This whole speech-thing and just trying to focus on the other classes I'm taking that don't apply to my major are just mind-numbing... and I think my body responds to all of it with a wave of mild migraines and bizarre flu symptoms.

I feel so underacheived, yet so underappreciated. I gotta stop worrying about so much. Take things less seriously. I think my stepdad is really the one who I let lead me into this state of shame. He gave me a talk about my future and shit and I let all his words go straight to my head.

This calls for some relaxing James Horner music.