Maxigumee

Yes, I’m sick again. Like four days straight, too. I woke up Friday morning with a sore throat, cramps, and shooting pains up my arms and legs—that can’t be good, can it? I got progressively worse as the weekend went on…. [Note: can you be progressively worse? If you're making progress, doesn't that mean you're better? Hmmm....] I was dizzy, incredibly runny, and I had (still have) a horrible tummy ache.

I drank so much carbonated beverages and Pepto-Bismol over the weekend, my teeth are probably going to fall out. On top of being incredibly icky, I was also having a caffeine rush from all the Diet Coke I was drinking. Caffeine rush plus sicky Max equals sicky, caffeiney, insaney Max. Probably the only thing that kept me from acting like a rabid dog was having Adam call me every five seconds and bugging the crap out of him. Whee! Isn’t sick Max fun?!

I missed school on Monday, but went back today to find out I had a HUGE PILE of homework due TOMORROW. I have THREE HORRIFYINGLY BORING (please don’t murder me, Adam) chapters of U.S. History to read tonight and about fifty questions for each chapter plus a quiz on them TOMORROW! Anyway, I should probably stop blogging so I can get on with the fun!