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so last week I had strep.. and now I'm finally getting over this awesome tummy virus that's going around. I haven't puked today, and I didn't puke yesterday but I still felt like absolute shit. I don't even want to talk about Saturday. Worst day ever. Puke everywhere, that's all I'm saying.
gee whiz.
My mom is walking around all quiet but being immature because yesterday "I got short with them". Bitch, I don't give a shit. If you were trying to talk, and everyone kept talking over you while your sick and it hurts to talk, then you'd be pissed off too. So go fuck yourself.
I'm SO not apologizing, and if she tries to say anything about it.. I'll tell her exactly what's on my mind.
pfft.
So as I was saying.. I'm feeling somewhat better.. not puking anymore. But I'm still nauseated, and have a little bit of body pain left. But some good news, I'M HUNGRYYYYY. yes! ha. I've lost like.. 15 pounds in the past week and a half. seriously. My normal weight is around 130 to 135. It goes up and down, depends on how much of a fatty I'm being. (I can eat a lotttt)
But now I weigh 115. Not so good. I look tooo skinny. So, I think when I'm done being nauseated I'm going to Antonio's and I'm going to eat a big ass pizza. Fuck yeah.
The Radiohead concert is in 5 fucking days. FIVE FUCKING DAYS.
Justen and I are going to have SUCH a great time. He's not that big of a Radiohead fan, but since they're my favorite and this means the WORLD to me, he's all stoked too. He's all proud that he bought them for me too, lol. He's like, "Yeah, that's right. I'm the best."
haha. Loser.
He came over yesterday and gave me this awesome bath stress relief gift set that smells like Juniper. fuck yeah! How did he know I liked Juniper? I don't even know. I don't think I ever told him that. kek. But yeah. He was all afraid of getting sick plus I was miserable and just leaning over my puke bucket trying to talk to him. So, he didn't stay long.
ugh, long post. I'm done. Shower time now, because I haven't showered since Friday. Fuckkkk. Gross.
gee whiz.
My mom is walking around all quiet but being immature because yesterday "I got short with them". Bitch, I don't give a shit. If you were trying to talk, and everyone kept talking over you while your sick and it hurts to talk, then you'd be pissed off too. So go fuck yourself.
I'm SO not apologizing, and if she tries to say anything about it.. I'll tell her exactly what's on my mind.
pfft.
So as I was saying.. I'm feeling somewhat better.. not puking anymore. But I'm still nauseated, and have a little bit of body pain left. But some good news, I'M HUNGRYYYYY. yes! ha. I've lost like.. 15 pounds in the past week and a half. seriously. My normal weight is around 130 to 135. It goes up and down, depends on how much of a fatty I'm being. (I can eat a lotttt)
But now I weigh 115. Not so good. I look tooo skinny. So, I think when I'm done being nauseated I'm going to Antonio's and I'm going to eat a big ass pizza. Fuck yeah.
The Radiohead concert is in 5 fucking days. FIVE FUCKING DAYS.
Justen and I are going to have SUCH a great time. He's not that big of a Radiohead fan, but since they're my favorite and this means the WORLD to me, he's all stoked too. He's all proud that he bought them for me too, lol. He's like, "Yeah, that's right. I'm the best."
haha. Loser.
He came over yesterday and gave me this awesome bath stress relief gift set that smells like Juniper. fuck yeah! How did he know I liked Juniper? I don't even know. I don't think I ever told him that. kek. But yeah. He was all afraid of getting sick plus I was miserable and just leaning over my puke bucket trying to talk to him. So, he didn't stay long.
ugh, long post. I'm done. Shower time now, because I haven't showered since Friday. Fuckkkk. Gross.