um...i have a cold, bad cough, and can't breathe through my nose. do you know how hard that is? i have three classes to go to. i hate women. i hate it when people tell me to smile. last night i was inspired to write poetry.

yesterday i was working on my baby sister's three dimensional lumbermill and i superglued my fingers together. one doesn't realize the danger of superglue until she superglues her own fingers together. but as you can tell i'm fine now.