Really Sick
So I guess you can figure that I got sick this past weekend and no it was not from a hangover. I got something and whatever it was, it was bad. How bad? Well, I was shaking from convulsions, back problems, hallcuinating, making death threats to people in my sleep, 100 degrees or more of a fever, which any higher and I would be dead (system organ failure due to overheating organs). I actually went in my sleep thinking will anyone miss me and would anyone care. Of course, that was me and the narcotics speaking for me. I was watching the Carolina game and I thought I was losing it when they lost (they actually lost, fucking son of a bitch) Damn, being at deaths door again sucks. And because of a fever again. I think it was more than that, but I'm just glad I recovered as fast as I did. I went to church and my cousins Latelia and Kendra were there. Latelia asked me if I really would consider going to Harvard and I said yes. There is nothing here for me and its the middle point to where I can go see my friends and I can live on my own. Anyways, I'm going to get going now. Layter...