I'm so sick, infected with... (Name that song.)

OK. I'm ill. :( I'm all congested and snuffly and it feels like someone is squeezing my stomach to see how much bodily fluid they can squeeze out. I feel as horrible as that simile. I guess it isn't good that I get no sleep and drink sodas rather than breath air. (None of that <- is literal) I just found out my English teacher reads this from time to time. So I'm taking care to make sure this is spelled, punctuated and subject/verb agreement-ed correctly.<- That's an adverb -_<. Anyways, besides my plethera of ailments, I have school day after school day, and church, and Christmas shopping (Speaking of which, Mimi and Papa, what do you want?). Well the gym floor at church is being redone. I am so glad. That carpet was SO OLD! I know I have vomited on that carpet when I was about six, and I can still find the stain. That just screams "Replace me!" Well in school, we are reading The Hobbit. It's really good. I liked the Lord of the Rings -- movies mind you -- and so I was pretty sure I'd like this. I cried at the end of the third Lord of the Rings! 'Twas so sad. But, then again I cry so easily it doesn't even phase me. I have some favorite words to share: flammable, statistics, negligent, anything that ends in c-i-t, um, words with a lot of s's like ciencias sociales. Anyhoo, I haven't much going on other than the usual. 'Cept for I REALLY want a popsicle.
Well I shall conclude. Over and out, Holly. >_<


Some Poetry for Mimi:

One and all,
Heed my call,
Follow the path,
Feat no wrath,
You mustn't tarry,
But do not worry,

One and all,
Heed my call,
Come and sing,
To your brand new king,
Ruler of all,
He shall not fall,

One and all,
Heed my call,
The horror has passed,
And night shall not last,
Dawn is breaking,
The earth has stopped shaking,

One and all,
Heed my call,
Now, or never,
Shall we ever,
Be graced by the sight,
of the beauty of light.


- Holly's "Calling"