I thought I was getting a yearbook...

When school ended, we got our yearbooks. Well, I thought I was getting a yearbook. It turned out to look like a baby book. Come on, what would you think of a pure white cover with the pastel letters "New Beginnings" in one corner? Yeah, that's what I thought. But that wasn't the worst of it. When you turn it over, there is a single small pastel hand print at the top.

Lame-sauce.

We're in high school, not preschool.

It's rotten being sick

I've had the worst cough and sore throat the past week. Today my feet were cold and wouldn't get warm. Mom made me some hot apple juice with cinnamon in it.
Yesterday a couple of my neighbor's nieces came over to interview me for a book report. That was kind of fun. The brought me brownies and lemon bars. How can you not have fun with brownies and lemon bars in the mix?