I hate this.
I wake up at 7:30, trying to decipher my dreams, and realize I should have left the house half an hour ago. So I then weigh out the pros and cons of going to school. I decide to stay home, because there doesn't seem to be any reason to go to school and make myself even more miserable. I'm sick, anyway. Stupid coldness. And today was the day I was going to go and battle the children, but they'll have to wait another day. Wretches.
Anyway, I'm going away now.