and surprisingly enough, too sick to go to school. I would be angry about it, other than the fact that I probably got sick from babysitting my adorable niece. And who can be mad about that?
So now, other than the fact I had to go get new tires today, my day gets to consist of bundling up in my snowman blanket, finishing my stats assignment, trying to understand my sociology paper, catching up on my religion packet, and lots of Michael Buble christmas music.
My only question is, where's my mother? Oh yeah. she's 5545.7 miles away.
So forget about ghost whisperer, cold medicine, and hot soup.
I'll be living off airbornes and downing throat lozenges.