i'm sick. hellishly feverish on the inside, and extremely chilled on the outside... i had some medicinal tea that tastes like cherry crap. ewww.

i wrote a poem that i actually like. ive written maybe 2 that i really like. the other one was published in our stupid, tragically unsophisticated school newspaper

i guess i don't feel like doing any more homework. i think i'll go to bed early. like before 1am, for once...

bye

edit: dear patz. power rangers rule but the sailors are SUPERIOR. but then, i am female. i highly enjoyed power rangers when i was 4-5 years old though. true story