I am sick again... It kinda sucks, hardcore. I can't stop coughing, I can barely breathe, and it onset in about... 2 hours. Stupid F'ing cold. I hate having weak lungs. I swear, it's the only part of me susceptible to infection. Which would suck if I had the bird flue- I mean, it affects your lungs, I would DIE!!!

I'm feeling small and... I don't know what word I want. It was there ,then it left. Susceptible? No. Infectious? Yes, but no. Unloved? Not at all... Vulnerable. There it is. Vulnerable. I feel small and vulnerable. I think it's because I'm sick- my head doesn't work and I feel like I just got run over by a bus. All I want is to curl up and have someone watch over me, take care of me like my mommy used to. I was thinking of that today. I fell asleep on the couch just before we had to go to a party, and I thought, "If this were a family party, my mommy wouldn't make me go, because she would know that I wasn't feeling good- just because I fell asleep when i should be getting ready." And it made me sad because I knew that Kate would make me go, and my mommy wouldn't be there to make her go away.

Sure enough, 5 minutes later, Kate the Harpie was standing over me, tugging on my arm, demanding I get up, because I had to go, etc .etc. Pooh on her. Emily gave me a Dessert Fondue thingy- looks like a Hershey's kiss and promises to be just as fun as kissing... haha My tasteless gift certificate to Panera went over well, because danielle, my victim of tasteless gifts mentioned above, is a Panera Virgin (OMG!!! Another corrupted soul!!) and so Emily and I are going to make her a Panera Whore. hahah Cinnamon Crunch bagels... OMG... Sinful... hhahah

Then we went over to Luis's and brought him his birthday cake Kate and I made earlier, complete with "Feliz Cumpleanos Luis" in blue lettering on chocolate frosting- looked surprisingly good, I have to give it to Kate- and we ate it. It was delicious. I was not hungry, but it was delicious.

I still don't feel good, so I'm going to bed. Hah... If my boy wants to see me, he can drive here, because I am going to bed... heh I'll think of games later, h'otay?! H'otay. Night y'all! Sweet dreams!!!