Rain, rain go away...

...Wait, don't! Don't go away! I don't wanna die of drought! PLEASE! STAY!
secret wordz! ooOOoh!So, magikal-th!
Heh. Anyway, today it rained. Yeah. My school was flooded. Well, not flooded like "Oh-my-god-why-didn't-I-bring-my-scuba-gear-for-show-and -tell-today" flooded, but from an "oh-crap-my-shoes-are-swimming-pools-for-ants" kind of flooded to an "oh-wow-the-wrinkles-in-my-toes-look-like-mona-lisa" flood.

It's true! For some reason, the school board decided that it would be a great idea to make the school canteen the lowest part of the school. So, because of...well, umm...Gravity,all the water poured down and basically flooded the entire canteen up to my shoes. It sucks. Because everyone knows, it really sucks to try and eat with that squishing, sloshing(not sure if it's a real word or if it's used in this way) splattering sound coming from shoes, drains and socks. Or, maybe you didn't know that...huh. Well, now you do.

I also got suspended on the first day of school. Yeah. It appears that having hair in school is officially against the school rules. They suspended me(which I'm not sure is actually a bad thing...) until I went to get my hair cut. Yup. Now, when it rained, my scalp was cold! I could've gotten brain freeze!

Well, that's all I got...

P.S. No female potato chips were sexually abused in the making of this rainbow mustache.

Now, there is a fire in me...

A fire that burns!
This fire is outta control, it's gonna burn this city!

Burn this city!

If no one has noticed, I am sick again! Yay. Just what I need for the March holidays, lying around burning. The interesting part of being sick this time is that it's like exactly the same sickness as the last time.

Which sucks.

It's like my sickness got brought back by rain(which I think was acid rain). And turned my sickness into an undead zombie sickness FROM DA DEAD! Like the last time I was sick, there are also plenty of bad things about this.

Like, for example, at night, I have to take a pill the size of Texas and no, not take the pill, stuff it up my Then after stuffing that Death Star of a pill intofor like, 3 times, I find out that it doesn't work for my sickness...

Then, I now have to take three pills like size of the Taj Mahal and it's just sick...oh man, I think my fever is affecting my ability to type... I'm gonna stop now...