I've got that dizzy feeling leftover from the bout of nausea I had last week. Whassupwitdat? Also, my appetite has significantly decreased. I've been sorta afraid of grease and dairy ever since I had a nasty reaction on Saturday, but I had milk with cereal and some fries earlier today and I'm feeling okay now. But yeah... I can hardly eat now... and while that's a good thing... it's odd.

English muffins are nice. But without the nooks and crannies, it's odd. They remind me of English class when they were eating muffins, then we watched the video, and we realized that because they're in England, they were English muffins, except they just call them muffins... and we laughed at the oddness of it all. Now I want that DVD... The Importance of Being Ernest. That was funn, gallavanting with Guna to Chinese food places and then going to school when we didn't have to to watch that one Shakespeare gory movie then heading to Leslie's afterwards.

I miss high school. Which makes me sad that I couldn't help out with Senior Focus Day this year because I'd already told my manager I'd work on Friday because we have like no people during the daytime.

I think I had my spring break too early because now I'm combusting. If that makes sense.

Hopefully the Kings game tonight will take my mind off of things. Maybe I can ask Michael to go to church with me on Sunday night. He's never been inside St. Ignatius before, I don't think.

OK BYE. More later probably, my brain is fried.