Mea Culpa
So, remember me mentioning Tom in my last entry? Well, my assumptions were correct and he's here to stay for a little while. I'm suddenly very thankful that I'm not going over to Jeremiah's this weekend, and it's a three-day weekend.
I couldn't sleep last night. I would wake up every hour or so, and I would see strange things in my vision and in the shadows. It didn't freak me out, but it was annoying that I couldn't sleep. I had nightmares all night. Then, this morning, my dad comes over at 5:30 AM and is ringing the doorbell. I thought I was just dreaming, but then I heard my dad and I knew I wasn't. He was on the way to the hospital with my momma who was very sick and everything. So, I get up and I go hug him and basically find out what's going on. I don't really remember it. I was basically dead. And then I slunk back into my room and fell right back to sleep, hugging the pillow beside me and dreaming better dreams. I woke up at 9ish to my grandparents going to Pulaski and severe cramps, so I made brownies and then went to wal-mart. I had my first race with some dudes from the highschool. I dunno who they were, but I know they go to school with me. They pissed me off, so when I passed them (and won), I flipped them off and went on my way.
I bought me some new makeup. Some true match stuff. I dunno how it'll be, but I can try it out. And when I got home, I found out my momma was out of the hospital. Her potassium was low. And now, I'm waiting for someone to talk to me. Preferrably Jeremiah, but if he doesn't talk to me, then I'll live. I don't even think I'm going to call him tonight. It just depends on how I feel.
And to give me something to do, here are my newest icons:
1. Happy. 2. Depressed. 3. Angry.
4. Stressed. 5. Hyper. 6. Facepalm
7. Defalt/General. 8. Sick. 9. Blah.
The icon for Jeremiah and I is the exact same one it has been. I have room for 6 more icons.