4am wake ups

I woke up last night at 4am, obviously from the title, my throat was ripping itself out of me. I just wanted to sleep but I couldn't.
I'm not sick, I'm not sick, I'm not sick...well I hope not..
Yesterday I went to Frank's house after school where we had a jolly good time, at 7pm we went to Coffee House with Bubba and Anthony. We made plans for the zoo Sunday, and I convinced Chase to go. Even though he can just look animals up online he says, he will go. I couldn't be anymore excited, I'm so happy that everyone is getting together, it'll be like the only days...except at a zoo. I work today, 4pm-8:30pm, I'm pretty happy about it actually. I'm getting so irritated at people lately, I just want to be a few miles away from them; but I guess it's just me trying to get away from myself. Saturday I'm going to ask Chase if he wants to hangout after I work that day too. I feel like I haven't seen him in years.
I'm getting so frustrated at the sub we have today, she doesn't understand anything we are doing, therefore she's telling us we don't need to be doing it. I'm sorry, but I have a power point to do for Mrs. Poole, just because she doesn't know about it doesn't mean I don't need to do it.
AHHH, I'm going to yell. This is me.