Curled up on couch

I got sent home from school. *pouts*

Honestly, its a good thing, as there is no reason I should be drinking 3 water bottles in thirty minutes and constantly fanning myself as the air conditioner was at full blast.

Damn it, I have a fever. :(

I really hope I can go to school tomorrow as its my birthday, and I was gonna get the kiddos an ice cream cake to celebrate. I just don't see me being well enough though, which sucks. I guess we'll do it Wednesday instead.

Ray just got home and wants to make me go to the doctor. I refuse. Doctors are evil. So she's forcing me to take medicine. Bah to her! Bah, bah, bah!

I hate being sick.

I want my mom...who I called and was at the mall buying me a birthday prezzie. *claps*

These pills suck. *glares at massive pills*

/rant

Smoky!

So, here are some loverly pictures of Ray and mine's...uh..."cat". Ray is allergic to cats, as am I, so tis not real. :(

But he's so cute and he sleeps on our couch. And we named him Smoky, without an E because apparently that wasn't allowed.

( He's a white tiger! )