wow...

My head is going crazy. My eyes are tearing up like every 5 minutes, my nose is a little stuffy but actually not too bad once Kleenex becomes my new best friend, and my throat is irritated and occasionaly flaming. I think the worst part was in history today, when the class was dead silent and all you could hear was my coughing for a whole bloody minute, maybe more.

No badminton tomorrow, or my mom will probably shoot me.

Ha. This girl today (I don't know her name, but she's a sophomore and she's on the team--she sat next to me during the ride to Irv, provided by Coach Tom) told me that last year, she thought I was a junior, and that I would be a senior this year.

Some hours later, Serena discovers that I am not, in fact, a junior, but a sophomore.

Well, I suppose if I had been born a week earlier...

I like my birthday, though.

Hm. Scrimmage vs. Irv and Castro Valley. David and I only got to play against Irv, though. Gee, we only lost by uh..17 points?

I feel like I'm dragging him down.

On a happier note, I got to see my wife today, and then I saw Carmen, whom I haven't seen since...uh...eighth grade? Wow. It was cool. We stood in the doorway to talk and block everybody's path. "Uh, maybe we should move." "I don't care." Haha. But yeah, they still had room.. She doesn't look super different, but I don't think I would have recognized her if I had passed her on the street.

The JCA International Week has magically expanded...whoosh. ::Watches pathetically as the moves fly right over her head.::

Bleghhhh. I don't know why, but my eyes keep tearing up. They randomly just start hurting.

Mmghwefhfewt.

Oh yeah. Coach Kline didn't make me swim today, even though my three days off are up. I had my stuff with me; I just seriously was not up for it..I have to do it Monday, though...

Gnaggh.

e: Damn.

I want to talk to Tuan.

Friggin AIM.

!@!@%(&^($*%#)!

In sixteen days, YOU WILL FIND MY ASS ON AIM.

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I think we've both grown up a little.

Maybe we didn't really know what we were doing.