But not just any glass..
it's wicked sweet glass..
my favorite one actually..
Cookies and milk for breakfast.
Yum. Yum. Yum.
I love when I don't go to school.
...because I still haven't written my paper,
And I feel like butt.
It's pretty sweet.
Minus the feeling like butt.
What a pleasant coincidence,
Not feeling well on a day that I stayed home sick.
I thought I was fine this morning though,
When I was telling my mom I couldn't possibly go.
She knew I wasn't sick.
And now I really am.
I think I might sleep some more.
And wake up.
But I can't sleep anymore and that's why I'm up.
So probably won't work.
I really should write that paper.
And I have play practice this evening.
Play is not this Friday, but next.
Less than two weeks.
Almost, barely a week.
*Hides in fear*
What am I going to do?
Someone hold me.