Found a cute little kit kat at the park. She's in my bathroom. Going to go live with my love if she doesn't turn out to be somebody's lost pet.

I wanna go too.

Already miss him.

Tucks me in and rubs the palm of my hand with his thumb while I fall asleep.

Fall break pretty much rocks.

I've eaten Indian food (mmm!), ridden bikes, taken naps.

Not done any homework.

Boyfriend planted some blue bonnets in a cute little pot on the patio for me.

I'm gonna nosh on some chicken and avocado tacos for din din.

Yum.

There may be a significant future for me in food service or landscaping if I don't stop bomb-ity bombing tests the way I have been.

Kick ass.

I ate half of an apple and half of a bagel and I don't feel like chucking it right back up.

Yet.

It is only halfway through pharmacology though so it could still happen!

At some point between puking at 3:30 this morning and wake-up call at 7:00 fever broke.

Just ate 4 crackers (Why is Rachel Ray on the Saltine's box?) and about a dozen spoonfuls of soup.

Here's hoping I don't vomit!