Today was a very fun class because I got to finish my homework while Socrates graded his last few tests. Basically we all did our homework while he finished reading and correcting test essays. The only bad part was that I had a splitting headache and I felt nauseous for the whole class. I did not go up to the nurse however because I thought I could bear the pain. Then my side started to hurt and I was tempted to ask to go to the nurse. You know that feeling when you get lightheaded and your heart speeds up and you feel kind of sweaty. Well that's it! Except the room was already hot and we weren't really working so I pushed through it. It stinks though because I have Spanish next and my side pain is growing worse by the minute. I don't know if I feel bad because I'm sick or because of my side. Ten minutes left in class, should I ask, I don't know. It hurts when I walk so I'll just wait it out. I'll go to the nurse when I pass out on the floor. Which by my guess won't be long now. I can't. Its unbearable now. I'll go before the start of next mod.
Region and Cultural Location Today's class started off just like it always does. We complain and ask to leave the room, and Mr. Schick declines us every time. Every class we spend ten minutes picking on each other and pointing out what isn't right; then we get to the lesson. I walked in with my bunny which Mr. Kimble named Junior, and sat him down on my lap. Junior is about two feet tall and light blue. He was being passed around the room because everyone wanted to hold him or feel him because he is really soft. then he came back to me and Mr. Schick grabbed him and put him in an empty desk in the front row. Then we got to work. We talked about region and cultural location and took notes. We wrote down the definitions and then did an activity in which you needed to know the states which took forever. Earlier in the day in Religion, Mr. Kimble smiled and laughed when he saw my bunny walk through the door. I set him on the ground and walked over to set my phone in his door cub...
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