daddys little defect
so here i am. 5:29 am. online. listening to the wiggles on playhouse disney signing that head shoulders knees and toes songs. ugh. im not really tired, so i know sleeping isnt even an option right now. i guess i might as well stay up. no reason to sleep. except the fact that i still feel sick. yeah. welcome to my wonderfuly interesting exciting life. i probably could get up to turn off the tv or atleast change the channel, cause now winnie the pooh is on. but i dont feel like walking all the way across the room to do so. so im going to sit here, with my shoes untied drinking my doctor pepper and continue type so i can bore you all to death. how exciting. i have said the word "i" nine times so far not counting the one in " "s. how self-centered am i? ....keep your secrects away.... what ive had to eat today:[im not counting all ive thrown up, because thats gone. and no, im not "dieting" anymore] burger king, ice cream, fries, tons of doctor pepper (does drinks count under "eatting"?), and i think thats all. just imagine how much weight im going to gain from that. maybe i should shart dieting again. thatd be interesting. id be amazed if anybody is still reading this. so i guess i can write whatever i want. everythings plastic, were all gonna die. im bored of this. the end