hands and feet

Well I got my temps on friday.
My mom was babysitting her friend's daughter/ my friend's sister, whilst (haha.. whilst) we went to the DMV, and everyone glared at and whispered about me being a 15-year old mother, though I am not.
No one took me driving this weekend. Well my mom did once, but I killed the engine about a block away from home and, well that was that.

I didn't do much of anything this weekend.. besides make some cold hard cash with the A-Bomb on friday, and make mishapen christmas cookies with my sister last night.

Today I worked on my english paper for a bit. It's getting close to done. I'm kind of writing it backwards, or maybe even upside down. The conclusion is done, and half of the argument part. I just need to do the rest by Wednesday.

Well I have been sick like a mother this weekend. My throat is (still) killing me. And the antacids I'm supposed to be taking make me sick.

But I'm good, I swear.