Warning: This journal entry contains an extreme rant. Read at your own risk.

Well, folks, my life officially sucks. Not that it didn't already suck, 'cause it pretty much did, but now it's official.

First off, I'm sick. I've already been sick this year! No fair! I don't need to be sick again! Not only that, because I'm sick, I had to miss something which was extremely important to me, which I've been waiting for since September. That sucked pretty bad.

Then, I missed my really good friend's birthday, which was yesterday. I felt pretty bad about that.

Oh, and my back's kinda messed up still. Maybe it's because I'm sick, but I'm not too sure. At dance on Tuesday, my hip was clicking, and I'm pretty sure that's a bad thing. So if it's not better like, ASAP, I won't be able to be in the Nutcracker, which I've been working on since September.

The one and only good thing, is that my Mac was in Edmonton today. My dad says it'll be here Monday. Probably.

Life freakin' sucks, actually.