Sicky

being sick is no fun. especially when it's the middle of your face. my aunt and uncle came for the weekend of september 5th and they brought all 5 of their kids. my parents and my aunt and uncle went to go see wicked at the paramount and left 9 kids, me being the oldest, home alone for 9 hours. it was way fun, i watched 8 episodes of the office and took a nap. but my little cousin Elise was sick. thats what my mom and i have now. it's the kid where your nose itches inside all the way up to your forhead, you sneeze aton and your nose drips like a faucet. plus your all stuffed up. last night i took a dark sheet, folded it in half and used it to black out my window. i also did a nose rinse, took a cold shower, took 2 niquil nighttimes a vitamin C and D and a melatonin. the cocktail worked beause i slept 11 hours, waking up at 10. it was amazing!

on another subject, this whole strike and extra summer thing is messing with my mind. during summer, and especially when you have nothing to do, the days all blur together and they loose their names in the unstructuredness. so yesterday i was totally convinced that today was going to be sunday. i was going to fast (lol, i forgot to pray:) and i planned out what i was going to wear, the people i had questions for etc. then all of the sudden the thought popped into my mind
"it's saturday."
i felt pretty dumb after that.
i think i need to go back to school.