It Pays to Be Cute

Today I got someone to scrape the ice and snow off my car. YAY! That's it.

Sweat Drips, Blue Lips

So, last week was my first week back since winter break. If you want to really know what happened during Christmas, you should either call me or read Cheese's blog. Anyways, so last week was the first week I was back in school. I think I had a cold from the babies I visited last Christmas or real bad allergies or something. My first day back was Wednesday and my anatomy groupies and I were dissecting Minnie (our cadaver) and then Gerald says, "Wow. You must not be feeling so good." And, I'm like, "Why?" He's like, "You're sweating profusely." And I touch my forehead and my neck and I was sweating like Ballzee would on a normal day. That's a lot if you don't know. I just remember being really, really HOT. (In more ways than one, of course) I kept telling myself no blue lips, no blue lips. So what'd I get? Sweaty. At least I didn't faint this time. This story has no point whatsoever.

But, before I forget, I'd like to make a shout out to The Duddy: HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! :) YAY.