Coughcoughcoughcoughcough

Sick again.

Had a fever dream about children getting beat up by kids in my parent's garage, but needing to save dying and injured labrador retrievers before I could do anything about it.

I'm too lazy to go get groceries. Meaning I've got nothing to eat but frozen chicken strips, yum?

I'm doing really well in a theatre class, which means the prof is teaming me up with people who aren't doing so well... why should I have to sacrifice? Annoyed.

Excited and scared for moving.

24 hour play project tomorrow.

And that's my life.