Untold Untruths

I feel terrible. Wind has been filling up the chamber of my stomach all day and I couldn't stop burping and farting throughout BM tuition. I must have been extremely put-offing to teacher and Kenny, but when one is in acute misery, there is absolutely no desire for one's social autonomy to take charge. All I wanted then and there was for me to be done with that odious essay and recover. I am done with the essay now, but I haven't recovered at all. *wails* God help me! I have a party later to attend :(