Not a good day

I'm currently writing this while at school because fourth period was cancelled.
And it's not going to be the most well-written, deep post I'll make, but I need to complain to someone since no one here seems to give a fuck.
It's been a really, really shitty day. And it's barely begun.
I've been really sick for about a week and a half now, and I've been alternating between nearly caughing up a lung and nearly vomiting my brains out. ...Mmm BRAAAAAINS. o-v---< (Hint: Look sideways and pretend that's a zombie. And then laugh at the failure; I did.)
Anyway.
I've also dropped my anxiety pills. Not the smartest, most medically conscious thing to do, but they've been making me mentally and emotionally numb for a long time now, and something needed to finally be done. The bad side is, I'm having withdrawal from hell. I'm about ten seconds from fainting. I'm getting it all: the dizziness, the light-headedness, the nausea and everything else that goes with it.
Not to mention the unexplained sharp pain in my stomach that my whole family has been getting this week. (And it can't be my appendix, because I don't have one...)
Blech.
And I can't go home because I've already missed 14 days of school this year (this year has been a whirlwind of medical emergencies for me); if I miss any more they can refuse to pass me in my classes and force me to take them over, and I just can't deal with that.
So I'll have to deal with this... >.<

The time has come (the walrus said) to blog of many things...

Cheshire Cat: Oh, by the way, if you'd really like to know, he went that way.
Alice: Who did?
Cheshire Cat: The White Rabbit.
Alice: He did?
Cheshire Cat: He did what?
Alice: Went that way.
Cheshire Cat: Who did?
Alice: The White Rabbit.
Cheshire Cat: What rabbit?
Alice: But didn't you just say, I mean, oh, dear.
Cheshire Cat: Can you stand on your head?

So guys. I am about to lose my blog virginity. This is exciting! It's like the first day of kindergarten. Everything's so damn new and interesting, and you just can't wait to bust out the crayons and show the other kids your epic cat-drawing skillz. As opposed to being the new kid in high school, where you know as soon as they notice your Siouxsie Sioux t-shirt and fishnets they're all going to think you're weird, call you a slut, and probably throw things at you. Ah well.

...Where was I going with this again?

Oh yeah, my first blog post. Actually, this is more like the prelude to my first blog post as I'm much too tired this evening to actually tell you about my day. So I'll do that tomorrow. I simply cannot wait to share with the digital universe all the super important things that happen to me on a daily basis, things I like, things I don't like, and most likely whatever random thoughts pop into my head at any given moment. If you guys can handle it. ;D