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"What you feel only matters to you. It's what you do to the people you love.
That's what matters. That's the only thing that counts."
- The Last Kiss
My weekend was a pretty good weekend. My best friend (of 6 years) came from Dublin, GA just to come spend time with the family. I miss him already. On Friday night, Chelsea came over before Vanessa and Jeffrey got here and we headed up to the mall because she wanted to buy me a replacement necklace for the one i left at Terry's. The new one i got is cute and better. I love it. I also got her one. Like a best friends kind of thing. Ya know. So we headed back home to get Vanessa and Jeffrey and we drove around and hit on random guys. It was such a great time. That's all i need, good times with good people. On Saturday, i had to work> it was such a busy day for some reason. Oh well. I got invited to go clubbing with my coworkers, goddamn being only 17. On Sunday, we headed back to Vanessa's. I felt extremely sick, but i didn't think of it as anything. I got there and i passed out. I woke up with a fever and body aches. I felt sick for the rest of the day. We watched The Notebook (for some good cries), The Descent and The Last Kiss. The Last Kiss was such an amazing movie. I ended up throwing up that night. I felt bad, too, because we were supposed to go out that night and hang out with Ryan but i had fallen asleep early and didn't hear my phone. Me and Jeffrey left the next day to go back to Gwinett County and when i got home, i slept all day.
Chelsea text me and told me she had gotten into a wreck because she blacked out. She is hypoglycemic (which means she'll always have super low blood sugar which makes her pass out.) I hate knowing that.