Friday the 13th

I stayed in bed literally all day today. And not because I am afraid of dying on Friday The 13th. But because I'm sick. I hate missing school. Ugh.
But now I'm feeling better =] And I hope i stay this way. Cause i don't mind my voice sounding like i have "a pickle shoved up your nose" as long as my head, body, stomach, throat aren't in pain. =]
The picture is of a brooch someone gave to me when i was little but i never wore...But i always thought it was pretty!



Quote:
"You wonder why I don't talk to you anymore and believe me when I say it's not that I don't want to, it's just that everything I want to say I can't tell you anymore."