This sucks. I'm sick and tired of being sick. I mean I have a stuffy nose and sore throat and a headache. I want to go home. I mean please. I just wanna go home...but no I'm stuck here and I have to go to school...where are you Ashley I don't find you anywhere??? I don't know...but at least I feel okay sometimes.

Last night my mom and Evan were talking about my dog (Ginger) she is going to have to put down soon...and it is like the hardest thing I've ever been through. But, I'm scared because I feel numb to pain and hurt right now...I don't believe that my dog is going to die...but yet I know it is coming. I don't know what to do...but when the time comes I'm going to need a shoulder to cry on because it is going to be so hard. I don't know...I just need time to think about it. It was already hard to put my old cat down (Red) and now Ginger. If I lose Romeo or Patches I don't know what I'm going to do...I just don't know..it is like I'm lost and confused and need help so I just type all of this on the keyboard and everything will be alright again. You know...it is going to be hard.

But, yet, I don't know anything anymore...I can't taste food and it is like the hardest thing for me...I love food ad everything about it...expect maybe like Spinach or something..you know Spinach is gross and disgusting..but like I think my mom is making tater-tot-casserole tonight and that is my all time favorite comfort food...only it won't be able to comfort me cuz all it will be is a bunch of mush in my mouth!

I don't know...seeing me grow in my blog is great...I mean I go from being sad and talking about the most depressing things to talking about food...but overall I must say I'm very pleased with my blog...I mean it gives my pleasure knowing now that my blog is something besides a bunch of posts and stuff...it is actually a Hollie on the internet. You know that...so if someone came across my blog and read it they would get some kind of thought of how I work. But, what is super nice about my blog is that these are my thoughts not my words and that is one of the best things in the world...cuz my mouth isn't moving and my brain is on overdrive...which is great...cuz I tell you what when people tell me "You talk to much" I can tell them "No...if you think I talk to much...you should see my blog...cuz I think to much."

Hollie's thought of the day:
"When Herbert dies...I'm going to use it as a bowl to store money in...like this...everytime I say something bad...like use a curse word...I'm going to put a nickel in it." and by the time I'm done I can buy a new book.

Later Taters (Oh tater tot casserole)