omg. i feel like i've been hit by a train. it sucks to be sick. and the thing is ... i don't get sick very often, so when i am, i always think i'm about to die. not quite like olivia-crying-because-i-have-a-fever, but there is a lot of wimpering and "uhhrghaiughaggh, i huuuuuuuurt." my poor team bore witness to this last night, when it hurt too much to talk on the phone. my throat hurt so much. he went into crisis management mode and talked me off the ledge. i'm a baby.

so now i'm at school, wrapped up in a fuzzy blanket, wishing i were at home. throat all swollen, body all ache-y, head all spinny ... and dreading the day.

it's been a tough slog to the end of the school year here. i was reduced to threatening my fourth period class ... told them i wasn't going to teach them any more. i'm not sure that would've been such a bad thing ... it's like they've already checked out. heck, i too am suffering from senioritis ... which is a problem, since it's becoming a yearly occurence. but i just don't have any energy left to be fun, creative or interesting. i just want to survive the last two-point-five weeks of instructions and call it quits for the year.

i'm exhausted.