I have such a headache

I have a murder headache.

I can't even think straight.

It's becoming exceedingly difficult to finish sentences.

For example, I just said, in real life, "If you're wearing a shirt, you're obviously wearing a shirt"

I'm skyping with Daph, and facebook-chatting with David.

David
true true...AND ITS ABOUT TO GET CLASSIER!!!!!

Basically, I'm okay when I'm sitting still in a dark room. If there's a light on, or loud sound, or if I have to stand up, I feel like I've been bludgeoned over the head. Repeatedly. And my eyes feel bruised, if that makes any sense at all.

I leave in six days. Which is kind of cool but kind of weird.

I'm going to bed.

Love always,

Clara