Sleep is good....
It's 3:10 AM, and I can't stop sniffling. I'm either getting sick or my allergies hate me. My allergies always hate me. You try not eating dairy products. It sucks.
It seems like I'm always sad when I update my livejournal, but I really can't help it. My parents have been really saying stuff to bring me down lately, and conflict has been going on in my life. Everything is made harder by the fact that I'm in a stupid wheelchair and I really doubt me getting out tomorrow. I'm going to lie. I talked to Chrissy today, and I officially decided to lie my ass off to my foot doctor to try to get out of the wheelchair. That plan should work...until the X-rays.
I really want to be able to walk again. I took it for granted before so hopefully that won't happen again. I miss being able to do what I want when I want to do it. I can't even get to half of the rooms in my house. I'm just feeling bad for myself, but I'm allowed to when it's this late and I'm still up and typing on livejournal.
I hope things get better soon, or I will go insane. I've just been thinking too much about stuff and no one seems to make it better. Everyone just asks more questions and leaves me with more complicated things to think about.
I saw Bertie-poo (everyone should call him that. he Loves it hahaha) today, but he was working so I didn't talk to him. He got a livejournal tonight (or this morning), so the livejournal battle has gained another.
I hope this weekend goes well. I should get to see Wes for part of the day on Saturday.
*kicks wheelchair with good foot*
Maybe I should sleep soon? I'm getting up at 10 which is early for me.
Please let me be able to sleep...
It seems like I'm always sad when I update my livejournal, but I really can't help it. My parents have been really saying stuff to bring me down lately, and conflict has been going on in my life. Everything is made harder by the fact that I'm in a stupid wheelchair and I really doubt me getting out tomorrow. I'm going to lie. I talked to Chrissy today, and I officially decided to lie my ass off to my foot doctor to try to get out of the wheelchair. That plan should work...until the X-rays.
I really want to be able to walk again. I took it for granted before so hopefully that won't happen again. I miss being able to do what I want when I want to do it. I can't even get to half of the rooms in my house. I'm just feeling bad for myself, but I'm allowed to when it's this late and I'm still up and typing on livejournal.
I hope things get better soon, or I will go insane. I've just been thinking too much about stuff and no one seems to make it better. Everyone just asks more questions and leaves me with more complicated things to think about.
I saw Bertie-poo (everyone should call him that. he Loves it hahaha) today, but he was working so I didn't talk to him. He got a livejournal tonight (or this morning), so the livejournal battle has gained another.
I hope this weekend goes well. I should get to see Wes for part of the day on Saturday.
*kicks wheelchair with good foot*
Maybe I should sleep soon? I'm getting up at 10 which is early for me.
Please let me be able to sleep...