Well, today was odd. I woke up really cold. 'I must be sick', I thought. I usually get sick around this time of year. Usually. When I got up and got my glasses on, I noticed the window was fully open instead of just cracked like usual. 'Well, I guess I'm not sick...just cold' Right? I was tired and cold so I just sat on the couch for half an hour deciding what to watch on tv. I ended up watching the last fifteen minutes of a Happy Days episode. Fonzie thought he had found his mother. It wasn't her. I don't think it was, anyway. I didn't really catch the end, I was sorta zoned out. I got up and brushed my teeth and started to drive to school. I was still 'cold'. Ha. By the time I got to the parking lot, I knew I was sick. Oh how much fun this should be. I was feeling really out of it during my class and would have told my team mates for the debate that I had to leave. They weren't there, though. No problem, then, I'll just go to my next class and figure out what to do then. I get to the auditorium. Late, as usual, and open the door. It's black. No lights, no one there. Odd. I took a walk around the floor and tried the door on the other side, just to make sure my head wasn't playing tricks on me. It wasn't, though the lights were on this time. Oh well, I left for Wegmans, got me some Dayquil, and went back home to start writing my paper. That took me the bulk of the day. I ended up talking to my team mates and getting things sorted out. I still have no idea what this 'debate' actually entails. We can probably get 15 minutes just showing our powerpoint. Hopefully the other side can do the same. Then we can just ask for questions or something. It's good that I'm getting this out of the way now, but it really sucks going first because I have no idea what he's expecting from us. Oh well.

My parents sent me directions on how to get back, so I get to look over those for the next few days. Fun fun. Really, it's just that debate tomorrow and then I'm done. The CG1 project is kinda fun to work on (once I decide what to draw), and I have a whole day to do that (and pack). Ugh. I can't believe Christmas is a week away. I'm not so much suprised at how close it is, moreso how stressed out I am with all these assignments and this drive back this close to Christmas. Augh. This sucks. Sucks sucks sucks. Bah.