.- quantum uncertainty -.

Italian homework is done. Anthro was skipped, because I was late getting to my meeting with my 410 teacher. We spent 20 minutes going over my survey together. Basically, it all makes sense, it just should maybe be rearranged a little bit.

Now, I spend 40 minutes working on the survey before I go to my dad's office, pick up my doctor's note, then go to Italian. Then come back here and work more on my survey. I have to get it online, basically, by 6pm. Should be fun.

The lungs are mildly better after taking my inhaler before I left for school. I'm still not well, though. Walking down the hallway to the bathroom is exhausting. I don't actually know how I'm going to make it all the way to Italian/my dad's office. Slowly, I guess. :P

Anyways, back to surveyness. (This is, essentially, what I'm going to be talking about for the rest of my life, I think. How boring for you all! ;))

... Ventolin is like, the greatest invention in the universe.

Even if it does give me the shakes after taking it.

Breathing (relatively) freely after not being able to do so for an hour or so... is absolutely phenomenal.

(You should all hold your breath for 30 seconds right now. Then enjoy that gasp of breath afterwards. That's how I feel every. breath. I. take. after taking my inhaler.)

(Fellow asthmatics, you are exempt from the above exercise.)

Off to eat food and then write a 500 word Italian composition.

(And yes, drsnicket, I'm about to take the Pulmicort. :P)