Influenza and Stress.

My throat hurts and I can't talk: it sucks. Well I can, but it's painful, and slow, and awkward. Today I had to walk up two flights of stairs and it took me ages - sore muscles, sore legs. Stupid flu. And I have all this STUFF due. And media is FREAKING me out. The BALL IS ON WEDNESDAY. I LOST MY GLASSES. This means computer screens are frustrating and I can't read much and all of my schoolwork is pretty much on computer so this SUCKS. Oh, and glasses are crazy expensive, and parents are quite poor and the like, so haven't even told Dad. Good news: I made the finalists for the Zonta "Young Woman of Potential" Scholarship. Oh and I made yesterdays local rag. "Young talent to share poetry." Eeeerk yeah, about that. I haven't even figured out what poems I'm reading on Monday night. Liiiife. You hold my every moment. You calm my raging seas. You walk with me through fire, and heal all my disease. I TRUST in YOU. I believe you're my portion. I believe: You're more than enough for me!