My body hurts in so many places.
Well yesterday was Olde Home Day (a.k.a. OHD) I worked my ass off to help the ICAG and was shit on by one of them because I had an argument with her. The stupid bitch. See whenever I help them I am suppose to get free food and drinks because that is their way of thanking me for helping them when they know I didn't have to. But this woman (who shall remain unnamed) and I got into a fight about the order of the parade and I was told that I had to pay for everything that I had already consumed and anything else that I wanted. This was at about 2:00pm and I had to be up there until 10:00pm that night. Which means for about 8 hours I wasn't aloud to eat or drink anything. So my friends that I was helping out with this would go over and sneak me food or drink or whatever they happened to grab. This was a good thing because like I said before I am border-line diabetic. Which means if I have no sugar I end up dizzy, with a headache and I start shaking. We have decided that I am not paying because all the other times that I have helped the ICAG I was aloud free food. I even asked them three times if they were sure at the other events and they pratically shoved food into my hands. The middle of my back and the top of my legs to my knees are killing me. Not to mention my shoulders and shoulderblades.
Tomorrow is my oldest nieces birthday. She's turning 12. I have been an aunt for 12 years. Ever since I was 7 and 1/2 years old. I feel so old sometimes even though I am only 19, almost 20. We had a party for her today and my sister and I ended up having a cake fight. I ended up with frosting in my hair and on my sweater. She had it all over her. Which means I won. I think that this is one of the few reasons that I get along with my sister so well. We can fight like little kids and she doesn't care. Hell I pratically shoved a cupcake up her nose and all she did was laugh, then retailiate. Even though she is 13 years older than me. She's going to be 33 this September. I will be turning 20 exactly 2 weeks after her birthday.
I have more to say but I don't think that I am going to post it in this journal. And I might not post it in the other one until Wednesday. I know that that time will be safe. By safe I mean no prying eyes that must NOT see it.
I'm gonna go get food. Maybe finish the book that I am reading now. Geez, I read things too fast sometimes. In the past week I have already finished 2 books and I am almost done with a 3rd.
I have one more thing to add. Something that I have been meaning to. I find it weird that half of the people on my friends list and I have been brought together because of something so evil. By this I mean Cancer. Because of this evil disease that spreads and kills the ones that we love I have found friends from all over the United States and parts of Canada. Even though I hate this disease profusely I can't help but think that without it I would not have met such great people. You guys are the best that I could hope for. You all know what it is like and are willing to offer words of kindness and understanding. I thank you all for this. I think that the main reason I am saying this is because my niece was given a picture of my dad (by my mom, her grandmother) for her birthday and she started crying. It's been extremely hard on her and she has no one to go to for support. This makes me sad. But it also makes me thankful that I know all of you.
Tomorrow is my oldest nieces birthday. She's turning 12. I have been an aunt for 12 years. Ever since I was 7 and 1/2 years old. I feel so old sometimes even though I am only 19, almost 20. We had a party for her today and my sister and I ended up having a cake fight. I ended up with frosting in my hair and on my sweater. She had it all over her. Which means I won. I think that this is one of the few reasons that I get along with my sister so well. We can fight like little kids and she doesn't care. Hell I pratically shoved a cupcake up her nose and all she did was laugh, then retailiate. Even though she is 13 years older than me. She's going to be 33 this September. I will be turning 20 exactly 2 weeks after her birthday.
I have more to say but I don't think that I am going to post it in this journal. And I might not post it in the other one until Wednesday. I know that that time will be safe. By safe I mean no prying eyes that must NOT see it.
I'm gonna go get food. Maybe finish the book that I am reading now. Geez, I read things too fast sometimes. In the past week I have already finished 2 books and I am almost done with a 3rd.
I have one more thing to add. Something that I have been meaning to. I find it weird that half of the people on my friends list and I have been brought together because of something so evil. By this I mean Cancer. Because of this evil disease that spreads and kills the ones that we love I have found friends from all over the United States and parts of Canada. Even though I hate this disease profusely I can't help but think that without it I would not have met such great people. You guys are the best that I could hope for. You all know what it is like and are willing to offer words of kindness and understanding. I thank you all for this. I think that the main reason I am saying this is because my niece was given a picture of my dad (by my mom, her grandmother) for her birthday and she started crying. It's been extremely hard on her and she has no one to go to for support. This makes me sad. But it also makes me thankful that I know all of you.