I'm going to post 3 times a day like carl...
There was something I wanted to say...but I forget, so I'll just ramble like an idiot.
Went to Wal-mart and bought medicine...it tastes like mint when you take it. That was enough to open the clogs in my nose.
Life on campus is dull on the weekends. I only stayed just so I can do some work. Yeah, right, and then I get sick and that idea goes out the window.
Just to let you guys know, I really haven't quit smoking, but have slowed down by way of bumming from others. Believe me, it helps!
I went on a cleaning rampage around my side of the room. My roomate can clean her shit up (though she fucking won't). So I left her dishes to clean. I vacuumed, mopped, and used windex like a mad woman. Don't say I didn't do anything productive today. She's out of town, which is good...but I swear the bitch hid the remote.
I can finally taste things after hours upon hours of blowing my nose...God this Chicken Alfredo Pizza rocks my socks! But I would much rather have a gaggle of Krystal Chix.
Justin is sick too, except he's hacking up a lung. It's all that smoking. Oh well, at least he's off Monday. Hopefully we'll both be better by then.
OH YEAH! NOW I REMEMBER! Who doesn't have class on Friday? ME! Why?! SUPERBOWL! God I love that. Actually I'm exaggerating; I have speech still...for now that is!
Now I'm done rambling.
Went to Wal-mart and bought medicine...it tastes like mint when you take it. That was enough to open the clogs in my nose.
Life on campus is dull on the weekends. I only stayed just so I can do some work. Yeah, right, and then I get sick and that idea goes out the window.
Just to let you guys know, I really haven't quit smoking, but have slowed down by way of bumming from others. Believe me, it helps!
I went on a cleaning rampage around my side of the room. My roomate can clean her shit up (though she fucking won't). So I left her dishes to clean. I vacuumed, mopped, and used windex like a mad woman. Don't say I didn't do anything productive today. She's out of town, which is good...but I swear the bitch hid the remote.
I can finally taste things after hours upon hours of blowing my nose...God this Chicken Alfredo Pizza rocks my socks! But I would much rather have a gaggle of Krystal Chix.
Justin is sick too, except he's hacking up a lung. It's all that smoking. Oh well, at least he's off Monday. Hopefully we'll both be better by then.
OH YEAH! NOW I REMEMBER! Who doesn't have class on Friday? ME! Why?! SUPERBOWL! God I love that. Actually I'm exaggerating; I have speech still...for now that is!
Now I'm done rambling.