Update
Well let me begin by saying, if the status says public, what you see is meant to be seen and you know what fuck don't read what I and others write and then comment later because it makes you look like a fucking tard.
Secondly, I just found out from a registered nurse that I have the beginning stage of pneumonia so my chances of going to the hospital or walk in are pretty good. And I should say that I am feeling worse and worse by the second.
Having Jamie visit yesterday made me feel better and kept my mind and body busy so it wouldn't let the sickness take over...shopping with he and gramma was hilarious "look ashley simpson" "oh she's a slut" lol too funny. I didn't like when he went for a walk but I did enjoy toasting up a blanky to warm him up. I admit it, I like sharing a bed with him...cept he steals the covers. So yeah, last night was the third night where I basically pass out because I have so many drugs coursing through my veins.
*rubs chest and tears slightly*
Well I got a bursary from school worth $1000.00 thus far so I am kinda happy about that. I get an award the day that Jamie gets his lip pierced. GO tuesday!
I also got to educate Jamie on the term "partner" today, which was Dizney to say the least. From the earlier entry, you can kinda tell that I am getting pissed at the local fuckers here and they need to mind their own fucking business because I am seriously getting to the point where I would draw my glimmering pocket blad across their throat just to hear the sweet symphony of blood gurgling in their lungs...death by drowning rather than getting slit. Oh yeah...I fluctuate from Bitch to Baby when I am sick. As probably demonstrated yesterday. It meant a lot to me that one person still wanted to be near me even if sick, I just hope he dun get sick cuz this sux and pneumonia is uber bad.
But I should go to bed and get rest because I am dying (and the sad thing is, Nancy said it could get dangerous quick if I am not careful). Night night
Secondly, I just found out from a registered nurse that I have the beginning stage of pneumonia so my chances of going to the hospital or walk in are pretty good. And I should say that I am feeling worse and worse by the second.
Having Jamie visit yesterday made me feel better and kept my mind and body busy so it wouldn't let the sickness take over...shopping with he and gramma was hilarious "look ashley simpson" "oh she's a slut" lol too funny. I didn't like when he went for a walk but I did enjoy toasting up a blanky to warm him up. I admit it, I like sharing a bed with him...cept he steals the covers. So yeah, last night was the third night where I basically pass out because I have so many drugs coursing through my veins.
*rubs chest and tears slightly*
Well I got a bursary from school worth $1000.00 thus far so I am kinda happy about that. I get an award the day that Jamie gets his lip pierced. GO tuesday!
I also got to educate Jamie on the term "partner" today, which was Dizney to say the least. From the earlier entry, you can kinda tell that I am getting pissed at the local fuckers here and they need to mind their own fucking business because I am seriously getting to the point where I would draw my glimmering pocket blad across their throat just to hear the sweet symphony of blood gurgling in their lungs...death by drowning rather than getting slit. Oh yeah...I fluctuate from Bitch to Baby when I am sick. As probably demonstrated yesterday. It meant a lot to me that one person still wanted to be near me even if sick, I just hope he dun get sick cuz this sux and pneumonia is uber bad.
But I should go to bed and get rest because I am dying (and the sad thing is, Nancy said it could get dangerous quick if I am not careful). Night night