::cough cough::
I'm mighty sickly today. Awoke to a most unpleasant feeling of death and rot in my head. Slept in over 1st period (didn't mind so much cause I forgot to do my homework). Got to school and was dubbed lyrical queen by Saltmarsh. Sometimes it's nice to be labled.
Mutti came to me with a most odd thought today. Odd for her that is. She said she doesn't want me dating a black boy. Now, this is not a new thought for the mind of Amy, but for mutti?! Ms. AmericaIsTheMeltingPot?! W/e as if it changes any plans I had!
The carnival is in town. I'd like to go. I say I will every year but I never do. I want a fella to go with. Not just any fella though, one that is just right. There is a certain kind of boy you can carnival with. I just don't have that right now. Perhaps Mr.Brian but I doubt the brother would appreciate that. Mr.Joey! Oh my yes! If he has no homecoming (I mean I know he's dumppin the chick, thank God, but he may be doing some other activity). Oh well, I'm thinking out loud.
Ugh, enough with the sickliness!!!! Grrr. I was lazy enough healthy, I don't need a virus dragging me down!