The sick baby is getting better.

You won't understand what it means, but I do.

I'm not sure.

Sometimes it feels really sick again.

But sometimes i thought it was going to be better.

I just can't let it die i guess.

it's so cold in my house.

60ºF is very very cold.

I swear it's colder.

I am shivering and shaking.

Everything is cold.

My walls, my vents, my body, my desk, my chair.

Tomorrow I need to get up really early to go pick classes for Spring semester.

I am scared, I am going to be taking 15 credits instead of 12. I need 60 to transfer to Rowan. I hope tomorrow goes by really easy with no problems. After I sign up for my classes I really need to work on my Mass Media project. I have a 1000 word essay due wednesday afternoon, and a big product placement project. My girlfriend did put up some examples she found on google, but my computer closed out of it. Damnittttttt. Looks like i'm not going to be able to hangout with Scott tomorrow since I have so much work to do.