November 7, 1996
right now. As i have been diagnosed with bronchitis and tonsillitis it is very
makes you nauseous.
I continue on at my meagerly pace to finish the assignment as it has to be
unfair. I see the rightness in it however. See if everyone just said they were
sick everytime they did not want to complete an assignment it would get out
not right and the assignment is due on the day assigned. No ifs ands or buts.
Illness not only takes your concentration and does crazy things to it. It
due, and that you must get it to school somehow, but yet you do not want to
do it and only want to curse the teacher that gave it to you.
essay in the time that it took me to scribble this down, but I believe this is
be on the paper. But as you see it is not a true essay.
Here we come to the end of my glorious essay and we can see the
affect of my illnesses. They take away my concentration and pull away from
me my will to do work of any sort. And as you look over this I regret taking
reading it, as it will be on your desk soon as I shower up to take my prize into