horribel 24 hours
* i went to the sunset bar and grill with elyse to see joe who we haven't seen in forever and we were psyched. on the way i didn't feel so well but we went anyway. towards the end of dinner i felt so queasy that i couldn't get up and proceded to puke into my half drunk glass of ginger ale which was all i had trusted myself to drink. the worst part was that elyse had looked up from her convo and seeing my palor announces "Amy's gonna puke" and my reply was "yah...blahhhhhh". It was actually a quite silent blah because noone seemed to notice, although the waitor did take a seccond and third look at the three glasses that had a moment ago been empty but were now full of some scummy water, chocolate chip remnants and a solitary green pea :) it was embarassing but so funny at the same time. so joe sent elyse and i outside and liek a shining knight did what he called "the thing". i guess when the waitor cameto the table he said "hey man, how you doin? so that's puke..." pointing to the cups, "and we need the check". haha i love joe, i missed him much.
*woke up at 5:00 am on the dot and pukes again. this time it looked liek oatmeal
*stayed in bed until noon when jeffery called to get me up. orsino was lickign my puke bowl and i still felt liek crum but with the encouragement of jeffrey i got up and showered and went to school
* my car sounded louder than usual driving from brighton to massart and i figured my door was just ajar so that i could hear my leaky exhaust and rumbling muffler more clearly
*i hydroplaned A LOT and didnt know why
* haha no, no, my door was not ajar, i got all the way to Huntington before someone beeped at me, pointed down and declared "you have a flat tire"
*gahhhhh
*AAA couldn't help me the night of, and i'm getting sick of tellign this story
*6:30 am i wake up to call AAA again, they come, i go fix the car get a call from my professor because i'm an hour late to class and we are talkgin about the final :(
* bad prints in photo
* work sucked haaaard
* i found out i have to work later than i expected the night of my mewithout you and say anythign show :(
i remain confident that things will get better
i don't even want to talk about the speeding ticket again
*woke up at 5:00 am on the dot and pukes again. this time it looked liek oatmeal
*stayed in bed until noon when jeffery called to get me up. orsino was lickign my puke bowl and i still felt liek crum but with the encouragement of jeffrey i got up and showered and went to school
* my car sounded louder than usual driving from brighton to massart and i figured my door was just ajar so that i could hear my leaky exhaust and rumbling muffler more clearly
*i hydroplaned A LOT and didnt know why
* haha no, no, my door was not ajar, i got all the way to Huntington before someone beeped at me, pointed down and declared "you have a flat tire"
*gahhhhh
*AAA couldn't help me the night of, and i'm getting sick of tellign this story
*6:30 am i wake up to call AAA again, they come, i go fix the car get a call from my professor because i'm an hour late to class and we are talkgin about the final :(
* bad prints in photo
* work sucked haaaard
* i found out i have to work later than i expected the night of my mewithout you and say anythign show :(
i remain confident that things will get better
i don't even want to talk about the speeding ticket again