I'm just a LITTLE ticked off. I had a doctor's appointment and asked Mom to pick me up because Eli rides in a car, too, and maybe he would walk behind me or something.
Guess what? He wasn't at school today. He was SICK. Practically the one day out of the whole school year Mom picks me up and he isn't here! And I kinda wanted to redeem myself because at the beginning of the school year, when Mom picked me up and E.K. was THERE, she was late in coming, and I had to stand stupidly there like a lost soul while everyone else got into the cars their moms picked them up in on TIME.
Yet in a way, I'm glad he wasn't here. My hair, which I let down from its halfsies for once, got all tousled from the wind and looked terrible. Plus, I wasn't thinking right in math and said the sq. root of 100 was 50. So I saved myself from some humiliation.
Poor baby! I felt really bad for Eli, probably feverishing and throwing up everything he eats. (He probably thinks he's lucky, missing school).
He was on my mind even more than usual. I wish I were his girlfriend. Then I could go to his house and comfort him... feed him warm chicken noodle soup...
Vanessa
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