My stomach hates me...

I woke up this morning feeling not great, but well enough to go to school. Three hours in, and I'm in the office telling the people that I'm not feeling well and am going home.

( For the record, my dad is an asshole. I'm feeling shitty, and he tells me, because they have to call home to let them know that you are coming, that it's so close to the end of the year and sometimes we have to sacrifice our own comfort. In essence, I told him, "Fuck you, I'm coming home." )

I've been asleep for the past five hours, and most of the nausea has gone away. I'm trying to figure out if it's only because I haven't eaten much today. But if I'm really feeling so nauseated, eating would probably be a bad thing.

And I'm babysitting tonight.

On the other hand, this was the last day of school for four days. So I've got time to relax, write a paper, study for french, and finish the book for english. Fun stuff.

And for those who voted on the corsets, I'm getting the one with straps. Why? Because I'm not entirely confident in my ability to keep the strapless one up at all times. Thanks for giving me your opinions though.

Ow... Five hours of sleep will get rid of a headache for only so long... Stupid headache...