Sarah the Umpire

Today could have been totally awful. Actually it was pretty bad, but it could have been worse.
First thing, I get up and don't feel at all revitalised. Anyway, that's not really a point at all, I rarely feel revitalised. So I eat breakfast and then it becomes apparent I have far too much breakfast and don't stand a chance of eating it all. But I try and then I feel sick, but I still have to have my hot chocolate which my mom practically forces onto me. After this I try to quickly brush my teeth and pack my bag which I should of course have done the night before but didn't, so sue me. I finish brushing my teeth, and then feel sick. So I go to the toilet to throw up, but while I am in the toilet, mom doesn't know what I am doing so assumes I am watching TV. I could watch TV, I have no doubts that watching TV is better than regurgitation my breakfast, but I wasn't. Anyway, then I have to stuff all my things in my bag and hope. So I get to school and we have PE first thing, luckily I forge a note from my mom, I was ill and my teacher doesn't make me do the run, but she makes me change and go outside where it is so cold you wouldn't believe it and I do believe I lost several digits to the cold. Anyway, I umpired the rounders match which was ok, but as I had a sore throat from the cold I mentioned yesterday it wasn't so good. This is because Miss Steadman kept asking me to yell things like " No ball high" or " Out at first". On a regular day, no problem, with a sore throat, this poses a problem. So I yell my throat hoarse and finish PE. Could have been worse.
Next thing, I have english which should have been good, but because Mrs Parks hates us all, it was terrible. I could have sat and drawn dots on my page and had a better time. Then it was spanish which was actually quite good, except thanks to my cold, my reading was abysmal. I think everyone hates me to answering all the questions but whatever. Not like I mind. In fact it kinda makes life more interesting. Anyway, then at lunchtime, I was meant to meet Kat so that we could finish our RE. I had two lunchtimes to do it, and it was in for this afternoon, so I wait for her, because she has the information, and she doesn't come. I run all around the school looking for her but she still doesn't come, and I eventually just do it myself. With five minutes of lunch to go, I find her. She was doing her biology homework. Which was also in for this after-friggin-noon. Of course I haven't eaten, nevermind done my homework so I have to scribble it down in registration. Luckily she didn't check it. So again Could have been worse. In biology, I got attacked my tiny men in my stomach, poking my gut with pins. I don't know why they were doing this but it was very mean. It hurt. Alot
Last period I had chemistry. Kat seemed a little dead, and Mr Jones seemed intent on making us write everything ever. It was a very long hour. And I wanted to sleep after it. But no, I had to go to the Entertainer, walk to the Entertainer, to hand in my brother's application form. And guess what? It's raining. So I meet Alex, and he, Kim and I walk up in the rain. We hand in the form and I buy the Virgin Suicides which I have wanted for ages, and I also give a deposit for HPHBP. There's apparently going to be a party at midnight which should be fun.
Anyway, then I call mom, and we wait, in the rain for her to arrive. Sadly, Alex steals my umbrella so I get wet. Lucky me. Thankfully we only have to stand their for about 15 minutes before we get picked up and taken to our nice warm homes. What a heart warming tale of bravery and rain. Not to forget the teeny tiny men.