I went to bed last night an hour earlier than usual, but it didn't help. My math test was harder than I expected. As the day wore on, I got sleepier and sleepier and dizzier and dizzier. By PE, I was so messed up that I couldn't dress for gym. When I came home, We went to my guitar lesson and made it through. Then I came home, ate dinner, and here I am at 7:15 p.m. going to sleep. I'm sorta sick, and I want to be able to bowl tomorrow.
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All punctuation and spelling has been retained precisely as I wrote it 32 years ago at age 12.
I wasn't usually sick in 1978, but I may have been when I decided to post this.
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