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i am sick.
it just kind of hit me today when i woke up. and by hit i mean punch. i feel so gross and disgusting. my nose, throat, stomache, my whole body aches. it sucks. i want my mom to take care of me and give me gatorade. but she's not here. no one is here except for me, but i am ok with that. being sick and alone isn't that bad...you get to watch whatever you want on tv and you can sleep naked with three layers of covers piled on top.
in order to make myself feel better i bought the latest cosmo, made an amazing dinner for myself (pasta with veggies, vegetarian sausage and a crap load of garlic...mmm), and i plan on taking a romantic bath with my wonderful self and a book i have been meaning to read for quite sometime. i always start reading this book and never seem to get past the second chapter, something always distracts me or stops me...but this time i will get by.
this is my time. whatever that means.
it is really odd how, why, and when things happen in my life.
oh, i added more photos to my yahoo page. check them out.
i am so fucking clumsy. not only did i spill pasta sauce all over my pants i just spilled water on my shirt. i guess it's time to do laundry.
it just kind of hit me today when i woke up. and by hit i mean punch. i feel so gross and disgusting. my nose, throat, stomache, my whole body aches. it sucks. i want my mom to take care of me and give me gatorade. but she's not here. no one is here except for me, but i am ok with that. being sick and alone isn't that bad...you get to watch whatever you want on tv and you can sleep naked with three layers of covers piled on top.
in order to make myself feel better i bought the latest cosmo, made an amazing dinner for myself (pasta with veggies, vegetarian sausage and a crap load of garlic...mmm), and i plan on taking a romantic bath with my wonderful self and a book i have been meaning to read for quite sometime. i always start reading this book and never seem to get past the second chapter, something always distracts me or stops me...but this time i will get by.
this is my time. whatever that means.
it is really odd how, why, and when things happen in my life.
oh, i added more photos to my yahoo page. check them out.
i am so fucking clumsy. not only did i spill pasta sauce all over my pants i just spilled water on my shirt. i guess it's time to do laundry.