Feelings of an Allergen Free, Homework Overloaded, Sickly College Girl

I must apologize for all the complaining that is about to be a result of this girl.
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Here we begin with complaint number one... Or at least the main complaint... I guess really there are about a bazillion and one other complaints inside of this one, but for the sake of time, both mine and yours, let's just make this one giant complaint:

I feel awful. My stomach feels like it has crawled inside of itself and is eating it's way back out - okay, okay... Maybe not quite that bad, but you get the point - I am never full, and I feel like I have to eat constantly. I am tired of not being able to eat whatever I want... I want real food. I want bread. I want pasta. I want milk. I want chocolate. I want apples. I want cereal with milk. I want peanut butter. I want ice cream. Pretty much I just want everything my body has decided it hates. It's not fun having food allergies. Someone a couple of weeks ago asked if I was faking it... Why on earth would someone decide to make up allergies causing them to not be able to eat?!? Why on earth would someone do that to themselves? It isn't fun, and I definitely don't enjoy it. Ugh...

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Ready for number two? I promise the complaining will end soon... Or at least I hope it will. As Jeremy told me sometime in the past couple of weeks, I miss the old Amanda. The one who is happy all the time. I, like Jeremy, would love to find the old Amanda... but for right now, she appears to be lost in this overwhelming life of hers. Hopefully she will reappear soon... Anyways. Onto complaint number two:

Uphill 

Me at Laie Falls

The uphill killed my knee.

 My body aches due to a project for my Hawaiian Studies class. I had to go on a hike, which I was fine with. Dare I say it was even fun. But, 2 hours of climbing uphill definitely did a number on my muscles. So here I sit, feeling awful because of food, and homework.

Speaking of homework I have...

• A critical essay I have to finish by tomorrow. 
• A psychology test I must take today. 
• A biology midterm on Wednesday. 
• A paper for Hawaiian Studies about my hike into the mauka (uplands). 
• A test tomorrow in Hula on 5 of the basic steps...

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Oh boy. I definitely wish I was back in high school, and could just stay home and rest... Too bad college doesn't work that way. Now back to the books...

Thanks for listening...

Southern Belle in Paradise...

Good news? My camera is fixed and is on it's way to me as we speak. :) Yay for pictures of paradise.