Lets see, my head's pounding (no, its not alcohol), my back is throbbing (no, its not bad sitting posture), my arms are stiffened (no, its not too much typing), my eyes are losing focus (no, its not the long hours in front of the comp) and lastly, my leg is SO BLOODY PAINFUL (no, its not just the fracture)... ITS THE FREAKIN' PAINKILLERS THAT AREN'T WORKING!
Working on my EFTS presentation's got me wired up in all the wrong places. Didn't even do ballet though I had to trudge up the stairs (about 30 of them in all) and sit and watch them practice. Now I know why AJ couldn't sit still when the rest were playing cricket. Its a horrible feeling.
I'm feeling like the luckiest girl in some aspects. Everyone's asking how I am and even though I may moan, grumble .....and in the case of one specific person, even plead and beg (you know who I'm refering to..) I truely feel touched that you guys care so much. Even my parents have joined the bandwagon after finding out the strict conditions someone's put me under. *NO FAIR!*
Even dinner at the country club was after tremendous amounts of persuasion... oh, and I had to sit in the car while they went to do grocery shopping. Gggrrrhhh. And he still could laugh...
The painkillers are only making me tired and sleepy instead of numbing the pain. Pfftt. I'm going to sleep anyway. Don't wanna knock out my two front teeth by slamming my face into the keyboard. I shudder to imagine the consequences I'll have to endure for that!!!
Btw, thanks Nesh for making my day by coming online. You have no idea how much it means to me. =D