Soup.

Yesterday was Bread and Soup night, my school has this every monday. This week i was extra thankful for it, who doesn't like soup? I will tell you who. Jessa, my roomie. I think that there must be something wrong with her. I did not know that it was possible for someone to hate soup. Well anyways, I have been sick all week thus why I am thankful for Bread and Soup night.

This week will be a bit hard. I have so much math homework to do that its getting ridiculous. Or at least it feels like it. Im getting to the point that math can go kiss it. I hate math, always have, always will. Unless by the Gift of God i get blessed with magical math powers. I wouldn't mind that.

I'm sure if anyone came into my room they would think that i was deathly ill. I have bags of cough drops (yes bags, not wrappers.) spread all over my desk, nyquil is faithfully by my side. tissues decorate my desk top as well.