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Well, i'm going to be honest, this weekend kinda sucked. Mom fell and shattered her wrist and currently is in surgery.. well probally recovery right now but still.. she did this on Thursday so... yea. I don't blame her and i'm not mad at her or anything. It was an accident. My birthday kinda got thrown off because of this and that didn't bug me much either. I felt like all the sudden I had a lot of stuff going on around me.. and I feel like I have to pay attention to all the fine details of each situation. Friday night was a good way to get my mind off a lot of stuff. I mean school sucked.. but getting to see Charles and going out to eat with my dad, Nick, Karen, and Charles was really nice. I haven't eaten at Old Country Buffet in a long time.. it wasn't as good as I remember it but I did get pretty filled up. Later that night I really pulled in a stress factor. I'm not quite sure what triggered it but I just kept the meltdown I had to a minimum and tried to hide it as much as I could. Stupid past occurances. *sigh*. Started a movie account later that night.. go me for being old enough to, then I rented Madagascar because I wanted to see the Lemur's kick ass. Unfortunetly I was really tired and fell asleep early. I sleep alright, really no problems so I was happy about that and Saturday was okay. Charles made some Rice Pudding which smelt good, but I just didn't want to eat any... stil not sure why. I guess when my grandma made it just tasted so bad that I stayed away. I requested pizza for something to eat because he was mentioning that it sounded good the previous night and it kinda sounded good to me at the moment.. so he tried to make pizza. At least it sort of resembled pizza and tasted like it... err.. so an extent.. so I give him credit. =P. Saturday night was sort of a blur.. I really started getting an upset stomach and my migranes were kicking in really, really bad. Even after that I still played DDR and watched a movie. Dag was totally out of the question. I guess I just really don't like it anymore. It was cool all last week.. then just.. no. So I kinda fell back on my promise and I probally would have spared if I didn't have such a headache.. but that wouldn't have stopped me from complaining the whole time which would have allowed me to be annoying. I felt horrible about it and even more when I realized I was being a completly stupid ass and not saying "no" instead of working around it. I need to get my fucking head straight. Through the night I was kinda picking at myself about it and that wasn't really good. I had cheesecake later and stuff then went to bed. Over the night I kept waking up and turning around trying to get my mind off random shit but it just didn't work. I woke up Sunday and felt plain awful. The nightmare thing I had just put my mental state in a rawr and I wanted to go home and vent to myself and possibly run into a few walls till I came up with a conclusion. I got better on the way home because I sort of talked to Charles about it leaving out many details.. I still left out details. Blegh. I calmed down some and took a nap then went and had pain inflicted on me and felt a little better. I really got to get in touch with Mel's dad. He really kicks ass. Mel wasn't home and there wasn't really anybody there and he was coincidentally working on my mom's friend Bill's tattoo. So I was watching and carrying out some interesting conversations. I also got two more tats.. so that brings the count to 4! Go me. On the way home I sort of ran home because the wind really got to me and I wanted to hurry up and get home. Breating in the cold air at the rate I was breathing caused me to get sick.. so I'm sick today. =(. It just seems to be getting worse... hopefully not to bad.. I hate colds.