I should be sleeping.

After I got home today, that's all I wanted to do. Just sleep. And drink hot tea, because I have no Vitamin C. (I lied to Mr. Trowbridge and said I drink lots of pineapple juice. I feel bad about it. D:) However, I'm trying to make that up by drinking unsweetened hot chai, which is a little bleh. But the spices are tasty. So I'm calm. Or maybe it's the bazillion cough drops I'm eating. Should I say eating? They're not really a food, more of a medicine... sooooo, yeah. I can't think of a word.

It really sucks because sometimes when I get into bad coughing fits, it feels like dry-heaving. Like I have to get that mucus out of my lungs...but it won't come out. And then my abdomen tightens up and I can't breathe and it just...it just hurts. ): Sam is much frown.

Sam is also lonely.

But that doesn't matter. Sam needs another cough drop because she accidentally chewed the last one. Chewing cough drops is like chewing pills, except cough drops don't need to be taken with water because they have to last to get the full effect. What am I, a doctor? Sheez.

So I just tried looking up this song when this one result came up about a band called Monsters of Folk. And they're pretty awesome. Don't you love when that happens? You're looking for a certain song or band and come up with something interesting that turns out to be on your new favorite band of the week or something. Ah, Youtube. Je t'aime.~ Oh, speaking of folk...I haven't listened to Flight of the Conchords in forever.

I don't think I've ever been more excited to go to sleep tonight.

Also, one last thought. My mom isn't a good singer. I wish I could scream that in her face.