I'm sick.
Like, omg-someone's-trying-to-push-my-eyes-out-of-my-head-sick. I'm all feverish and stuff. Luckily, the itty bitty cell phone screen doesn't make my eyes burn. So, I'm stuck in bed reading my art books and drinking gallons and gallons of orange juice and tea.
And using up all the tissue in the house.
Anyways, my dad went out and bought me some books and movies. One day he's kicking me out, the next he's buying me things, making me tea and floofing my pillows.
I love my family.
We're so bipolar. xD