Shhhhhhhhh . . . .
Hello. I spent the day with my grandpa. My grandparents apartment is sooooooooooo depressing. It isn't like one of those comfy old people's houses, it's stinky like you wouldn't believe and the walls are hot pink (it literally hurts your eyes), and there is a huge oxygen machine in the dining room. My grandma is like dying of emphysima, and she has to use oxygen, yet she is a chain smoker. There are warning posters in her house to not use open flames around the oxygen. Every time i go into my grandmas house the first thing I see is her smoking cancer sticks and coughing hysterically. Just wanted to give you that detailed visulization.
I am going to Dave Matthews tomorrow. It's suposed to be really really hot. Oh well.
My mom has diagnosed me with the walking death plague. So I am not allowed to over excert myself or I might drop over dead, instantly. I don't think I have the walking death plague, but my kidneys are most definately failing.
Other than that, I am feeling great!!!
*Liz*
I am going to Dave Matthews tomorrow. It's suposed to be really really hot. Oh well.
My mom has diagnosed me with the walking death plague. So I am not allowed to over excert myself or I might drop over dead, instantly. I don't think I have the walking death plague, but my kidneys are most definately failing.
Other than that, I am feeling great!!!
*Liz*