Not much going on in the life of Kayla. I recovered from my illness in a day. I was surprised because I was convinced I was dying. Guess it was for the better though, eh? After that I hung out with Cory most of the time. We went ice-skating, cleaned out his playhouse to make our own cool hang-out, and played at my house a bit. I didnt realize it until this break but he's part of my everyday routine. I depend on him a lot more then I thought. He says he loves me and I say I love him but the hell if I know what I'm talking about half of the time. But that still leaves me worried about today. I talked to Cory on the phone at 9:30 last night, and he text me at 10:30 to say he was going to bed, and then no Cory in school. I figured he was just sick but I text and called him after school and his phone is off. I dunno. I have an imaginative mind and of course something like this is just spitting off ideas in every direction. Its just NOT cory-like to turn off his cell phone. Not Cory-like at all. He always calls, he hasnt even signed online all day. I'm crazy paranoid in the head and aill let this subject rest where it is. SO anyway here are some pics form cleaning Cory's playhouse yesterday. Rather exciting, I might say:

Some nasty-arse clump of God knows what AND snake-skin. That was the first turn-off but we threw it out the window...hahaha

SPIDER SACK. Ugh. Ewh. Gross.

Cory cleaning the carpet. Thats cute.

Basic hangout before painting

Painting, awh.

About the only thing I could paint that didnt look like shit, haha.

Us by our paintings.

Our main masterpiece. Cory is the artistic one in this relationship. He flicked a bucnh pf paint together on the side but I forgot to take a pic of that.

Cory painted meee...

I love being a kid. Until tomorrow then, Your Neighborhood Superman