Sick :(

I hate being sick. Not like I'm supposed to love it, but it's so fucked up nonetheless :S. Especially since I got exams in like.. a week? It'd be safe to say that I'm fucked, no really. I don't know jack in Biology, I didn't think it was important enough to pay attention in class. I think I was wrong. So now, I don't know what the fuck do those Goddamn veins and arteries do. I'd whine more about what I don't know in Biology, problem is.. I don't even know what I don't know :(!
My throat feels like someone's rubbed sandpaper all over it. Everything tastes crappy which just sucks cause I'm craving for a schezwan chicken cheese frankie and donuts. Yes, at 1 19 AM. Food doesn't need a time. I sound like a guy atm :(, my voice is all.. weird. And I also sound like an old woman according to the boyfriend. Boo.
I don't want to study. I don't want to research experiential marketing. I don't want to study about what some guy called Mayo [yum <3] decided to contribute to motivational theories. I don't want to know about stupid integrals and conditional probability. I don't want to learn about about logs and exponential equations. Honestly, does it look like I give two hoots about any of this?
The guy who started Math should be extracted from his grave and be shot through his genitals till he dies x(.
I don't want to go to school. I want to stay at home, wrapped in blankets, with a mug of filter coffee and a plate of buttered toast. I want to meet my boyfriend, I miss him like WHOA :(.
And beat this, I can't even meet him on our one month anniversary :O :(!
This sucks. Aaargh. I could kill someone just about right now.
Resisting the urge to blow up my school and the IB headquarters in Cambridge.
More later on, I've got to get back to experiential marketing. So much for rebeling.
Cya.