I woke up with the worst sore throat ever, looked at the clock, and realized that it was 7:45. School starts at 8:00.
I leaped out of bed, shook Katrina and Houston awake, and prodded Zane (who was listening to Harry Potter on his mp3 player) and told them all to HURRY HURRY HURRY!!! They totally did, and we got to school by 8:10. None of them even got tardies. We are that awesome. I checked my phone alarm when i got home and found that for some unknown reason, at some point since Friday, i had turned the alarm off. Why would i do that? I wouldn't. Not on purpose. Stupid phone.
Anyhow. I spent the rest of the day curled up on the floor or the couch or my bed, sleeping. Basically, i was wherever Emma would let me sleep in peace. (She wanted to PLAY! Play, play, play!!!!) Stupid horrible cold. Hopefully i'll be all better by tomorrow. (A girl can dream.)