when there's nothing left to burn, you've got to set yourself on fire

today i woke up at 11:30. then i did something else.. i actually don't remember most of today. oh yeah, i finished my chemistry. and then i watched The Perfect Man. last night i watched Speak, it's this movie based on a book i read in like.. elementary i think. of this girl who got raped and stuff. it's really good. but yeah, i watched The Perfect Man, and i've come to realize those guys in those kind of movies are really attractive. it's madness. even in Lindsay Lohan movies. in Confessions of a Teenage Drama Queen (i fit the part well i think), the guy she ends up with in the end is really hot. and same with Mean Girls, and then Hilary Duff in Raise Your Voice?? OMG OLIVER JAMES IS SO SEXY. with his english accent too? it's amazing. he's also in What A Girl Wants.

anyways, i'm done with chick flicks. i'm so incredibly sick. after the movie i went to the living room and buried myself in a blanket. and it was nice, my mom photocopied the short story i had to read for English last night, and we talked about it. and i remember laying there under my blankets and she was at the kitchen table and we were just talking about the characters and all, and then i stared at the ceiling, and was like. wow, i am so lucky to have a mom like her, that actually cares enough to go over things with me, and it's really cool because we share the same interests kind of. when she lived in Italy and when she first moved here, she made scrapbooks. there's pictures of her drinking Spumante on New Years, there's pictures of her in Germany, there's pictures of her on the road and at the airport. she was so pretty. and her clothes were so sweet, too. she had these red over-alls kind of, and they were tight and the pants flared out of course. and her hair was about shoulder length, with a bit of a wave in it, and she always pulled back one side and secured it with this really antique really sweet looking clip. i love looking at old pictures of my parents. my dad was pretty fashionable too. he had a little afro with a mustache and long side burns, and he wore the platforms and flared pants, and there's this one picture i love of them. my dad's standing on a sidewalk and my mom's on the road and they're hugging and it's funny 'cause my dad's shorter than my mom, but not in this picture. he was taller.
i can only hope to be able to stand someone for 25 years. i can't even believe that. but yeah, me and my mom have similar interests, she has this book she used to keep and it has really neat drawings and poems and stuff. HA then there's my dad. he has these really really really old notebooks, with these cut outs different animals drawn as a cartoon, and he just pasted rows and rows and rows of different animals, and he wrote down their names underneath every single one. my dad's such a cool guy =)

anyways, i'm really sick. and i'm so scared to cough, because my heart hurts when i cough :(
it's some major suckage i tell you. and i even ate vegetables last night, for like the first time in ages. i've been eating pretty healthy actually, and i get sick. WHAT DOES THIS TELL YOU.
don't eat healthy, you'll get sick.
coughing hurts though, and then i can feel my heart beat in my back.. is that normal ??
i drank a few sips of tea today, and it's so cool feeling it go down your throat, and then you can just feel your whole stomach being filled with this warmth.

it's definitely a cool feeling. hmmm, i'mma finish my character sketch now

=)