a few things
it really bothers me how some of the very most important people in my life almost completely ignored me this whole week while i was sick, while some of the least expected people were the ones who made the effort (with out me begging) to come through and help me. i havent even heard from natalie after she flaked on me three times in a row at the BEGINNING of the week, and jamie barely tried helping. but aaron did come through last night with movies and chocolate; he even bought me my childhood favorite movie, flight of the navigator.
its funny, i phone hasnt been ringing at all, except from the few said people who are concerned. no texts or anything. my lil sister texted me today asking me if i could do hr make up for a dance she had to go to tonight. i told her i was sick and id do it next time. kinda sucks, i like doing make up. before i was into "fashion," i was considering becoming a make up artist. im pretty good cause i dont like making chicks look artsy or like whores. i like it natural.
im feeling alot better tonight, but am still worried to go out. my fever is practically gone and i feel almost like new, but im still coughing up green gunk. corinne is having a pot luck right now, and i made pasta salad for it earlier. but i think its best if i stay home. so another bored lonely night for me.
because i was out for a week straight, i have mad work to make up. i still have to sew that dress, as well as a knit shirt block that i am scared shitless of because the sleeve pattern is totally fucked as usual. sleeves will be the death of me. i also have another group project due this friday. i hate that fucking class.
my little cat is pissing all OVER my house. she is in heat and is spraying/ peeing all over my : bathroom, bed (twice), carpet, shoes, tables, drafting table. GROSS. i keep yelling at her but i forget that i dont speak cat. i need to get her fixed, then into a good home.
i wish i had more interesting things to talk about, but when youve been delusional, feverish, and isolated from reality for a week, there isnt much to discuss.
its funny, i phone hasnt been ringing at all, except from the few said people who are concerned. no texts or anything. my lil sister texted me today asking me if i could do hr make up for a dance she had to go to tonight. i told her i was sick and id do it next time. kinda sucks, i like doing make up. before i was into "fashion," i was considering becoming a make up artist. im pretty good cause i dont like making chicks look artsy or like whores. i like it natural.
im feeling alot better tonight, but am still worried to go out. my fever is practically gone and i feel almost like new, but im still coughing up green gunk. corinne is having a pot luck right now, and i made pasta salad for it earlier. but i think its best if i stay home. so another bored lonely night for me.
because i was out for a week straight, i have mad work to make up. i still have to sew that dress, as well as a knit shirt block that i am scared shitless of because the sleeve pattern is totally fucked as usual. sleeves will be the death of me. i also have another group project due this friday. i hate that fucking class.
my little cat is pissing all OVER my house. she is in heat and is spraying/ peeing all over my : bathroom, bed (twice), carpet, shoes, tables, drafting table. GROSS. i keep yelling at her but i forget that i dont speak cat. i need to get her fixed, then into a good home.
i wish i had more interesting things to talk about, but when youve been delusional, feverish, and isolated from reality for a week, there isnt much to discuss.