Monday was okay.  I woke up incredibly more sick.  I didn’t go to bed until 1:30 Sunday night though cause I couldn’t sleep so I took NyQuil and woke up for school at 4 like usual so that was like 2 hours of sleep.  Uhh during B period Ashley and I went to the nurse.  I felt a little better after I rested but not to great until lunch.  Ashley told me to stay after with her but I decided to go home and rest instead.  On the way home my Dad told me he got SOX TICKETS for my birthday for Ash and I.  That’ll be so much fun… no rents and us at Fenway whoaaa it’ll be one crazy sweet 16.

Tuesday I continued to feel like shit only 3498243 times worse.  But I had to go to school because it was the first day of Driver’s Ed.  So I believe I have strep, I had a fever of 101.3, stuffy nose, massive painful headache, etc.  Omg lmao in Parenting class Ashley and I laughed so fucking hard and I started crying and we just kept laughing so damn loud it was crazy.  After school Morgs and I started Driver’s Ed.  Doesn’t seem that bad.  My neighbor, who’s the teacher, stopped by after cause he wanted me to look at the car I’d be driving during DE.  After school I rested all day and talked on the phone and watched The Sox, Gilmore Girls, One Tree Hill, and Blind Justice!  Ohh yeah and after school my Dad gave me my red Sox tickets!  Ahh I’m so excited!

Yestahday  was hot man.  Definitely a skirt day.  My day was awesome minus the fact that I have a wicked bad cold but I took meds before so I was good.  At lunch Ashley started crying because of this whole Brian leaving for good situation going on and I felt so bad for her!  I hate when people are sad.  I got home, went for a jog and when I came back I was dying cause it was so hot, and then I did some homework, talked on the phone forever it seemed and then watched my Sox kick ass!

Today started out good then my day got so depressing.  After school I did Driver’s Ed then Mr. Royal came over and we did some driving for about 45 minutes or so.  After that my fam and my cousin’s fam went to Boston visit my Gramps in Mass General Hospital.  It’s crazy how much hospitals make you think.  After waiting an hour and watching some of the Sox in the waiting room we all went in and it wasn’t something I think anyone wanted to see.  It was so sad.  My Grandma started crying a lot and we all just felt horrible.  The good thing was they said he was fine but just seeing all those wires and literally a bunch of machines is so scary.  The respirator is what intimidated everyone the most I think.  While we were waiting some lady talked to us about how her husband had pancreas surgery and he’s been there for 15 days and she’s from RI so she has to rent a hotel.  Her story was sad too.  There was also this somewhat homeless guy on the street and some lady who had a bunch of money and cell phone in her head with her nice Louis Vuitton purse actually pulled out a nice chunk of cash and gave it to him and then they started talking.  It really shows you how nice people are there.  Seriously, no one would do that for someone here, we’d probably drive by and laugh.  Sorry but that’s how NH people are, arrogant and stuck up.  But yeah so my Mom and I cheered for the lady when we drove by lol.  I was so, stunned and stuff after the hospital I didn’t want to see any more.  But on the way home we saw 3 car accidents and I just thought, “Oh great.”  So we stopped at Dunkins, got a latte, and went home late.

Going to school now.  Vacation in a little of 8 hours!!!