Then I started feeling sick. Then I ate chinese food. Bad idea. I called my mom to pick me up and she brought me home. When I got there, I immediatley ran into the bathroom and began throwing up. Oh yeah. It was freaking fantastic. I personally blame it on the grease I consumed for lunch, but at any rate, I feel better now.
We are on vacation now. I'm worried about college. I should be visiting lots of colleges, but I'm only going to one. Mount Holyoke. I don't even know where to look. I have no real interest in anyplace except there. Besides, every place else would take planning. I was supposed to go to Oberlin and stay with Lissy, but I haven't even talked to her yet. I also wanted to visit my brother in DC, but it's so late now that plane tickets would be kind of expensive.
Yeah, ok, I'm done.