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Okay, so. I haven't updated in a while, because I've been sick. So, I go to school on Wednesday, feeling perfectly fine, my stomach doing a little complaining, but I thought it was because I didn't eat my usual toast dad leaves me. Basically I thought I was just hungry for a while.
Then Brittany comes up and tells me, very nicely, might I add, that Ronald was sick. I said "Kthanks," and she left.
Oh, lovely a day without Ronald. I wondered what it was going to be like without him. Because it's just a basic routine... you know? And so I go to first peroid by myself... I feel fine, stomach still a bit whiny, but now I was thinking, 'Oh, maybe it's my peroid starting.' I go to 2nd peroid.
And I don't know what it was, but my stomach suddenly starting feeling as though it was tearing it's own self apart. And I went upstairs to Ronald's locker to get my math book after that period. Realizing suddenly, I had to throw-up.
I put my books down and went up to Mr. Mays, told him I didn't feel good, and ran all the way to the bathroom, and hugged the toilet for about five minutes... That wasn't lovely, we may have good janitors but the girls treat the bathrooms, like shit.
...So I thought I was done, washed my face and then left to go back to Mr. Mays to tell him I was going to see the nurse. On the way, I got a drink of water to clear my mouth out.
I don't know if it was the water, or just me, but I literally sprinted back to the bathroom, just to puke AGAIN.
Okay, this was definately new. So I finally made it down to the nurses office, told her what was going on. And she told me to get my stuff and my dad was on the way to get me. I got my stuff, and went back down.. She told me someone was laying down, but I could sit in her chair if I thought I'd be more comfortable, so I did.. the girl that was laying there left, she offered me to sit there, but I told her I felt better sitting down.
I dozed off... and before I knew it my dad was there. He took me home and I cuddled up with some blankets on the couch and feel asleep listening to MTV Hits.
I woke up a little bit later and ate a small something. And I felt better than I had earlier. Weird, I thought. So... Grandma came over randomly, asked me if I wanted to go get some Miso Soup and Ginger Salad down at the Japanese place near my house at Lakeside Plaza.
I was like, "Sure." and I went.. I ate some soup and salad and I felt even better. I was like, "Yes, yes, I get to see Ronald tommorow..." (Wait, I said that in that one journal entry Wednesday didn't I?)
So I go to bed, feeling great, excited about seeing Ronald. Because I was so excited, I really couldn't sleep and it got me to thinking... I've missed my period for a WEEK now. Either it's really late or it's not coming at all. And I'm probably getting morning sickness. And then I start freaking out beyond belief... and I wore myself out just thinking about it and before I knew it, I was asleep.
Wake up at 5.. just to hug the toilet again. And so I after I was done, I laid down for a few minutes figuring it'd go away. It didn't.. so dad told me to stay home because he didn't want to, or would be able to come get me if I got sick in school, I was like, fine, okay.
I texted Harley, and told him to tell Ronald I wouldn't be there. Then I texted Morgan back, asking why he called me. He texted me back saying, he dyed his hair, and that Ronald was pissed and upset at me.
I was sitting there thinking, "What the hell did I do!?"
I asked him, "What did I do?"
"He's mad because he thinks your faking it and he's looking for another g/f."
"U fucking liar."
"Ask Harley."
So I did...
"Is Ronald mad at me?"
"Ya."
"Why?"
"He's mad because your sick all the time." (Something along those lines, I don't know where my phone is right now. D:
"My dad wanted me to stay home because if I get sick at school, he doesn't wanna come get me."
And it went on...
So I went back to sleep, woke back up around 12 when dad called, and ate some grapes. I felt fine again. Oh great...
And I was watching the Barkers... and how happy they looked having their kids and everything. And I wanted to be like that with Ronald.. but not now.. not NOW.
...and so a commercial came on... I flipped it to the music channels. (I tend to watch music videos while I'm waiting for my shows to come back on.) and then HIM- Wings of a Butterfly comes on.. and I start crying, because that's Ronald's favourite band, and I knew he was mad at me but at the same time, I didn't want Harley or Morgan to know what I thought. Because they were the only way I could really tell him.. and I didn't want anyone to know really.
So I go to bed that night... And wake up..
HAHA! PERIOD PAINS!
I actually did a little dance...
and then I'll skip ahead to school...
Ronald I figured was going to be mad at me, and I think he was as soon as he got there... Then he came up to me and I didn't really care whether he was mad at me or not and I hugged him and told him everything. D: I've had a really scary week..
But I get to design the extra bedroom this weekend.
Yaaaaaaaaaaay.
The beds suppose to be coming in tonite or tommorow. :D yaaaaays. I'm happy and I just realized I don't have any music turned on.
I feel stupid though.. I can't find my cellular phone.
Dammmmit. Motherfucker.
I know it was in my fucking pocket when I left school, I have a feeling it feel out on the bus.. and I hope the bus driver found it. :/
Anyyyyways.
Time to find something to do.. oh joy.
-mishee.
Then Brittany comes up and tells me, very nicely, might I add, that Ronald was sick. I said "Kthanks," and she left.
Oh, lovely a day without Ronald. I wondered what it was going to be like without him. Because it's just a basic routine... you know? And so I go to first peroid by myself... I feel fine, stomach still a bit whiny, but now I was thinking, 'Oh, maybe it's my peroid starting.' I go to 2nd peroid.
And I don't know what it was, but my stomach suddenly starting feeling as though it was tearing it's own self apart. And I went upstairs to Ronald's locker to get my math book after that period. Realizing suddenly, I had to throw-up.
I put my books down and went up to Mr. Mays, told him I didn't feel good, and ran all the way to the bathroom, and hugged the toilet for about five minutes... That wasn't lovely, we may have good janitors but the girls treat the bathrooms, like shit.
...So I thought I was done, washed my face and then left to go back to Mr. Mays to tell him I was going to see the nurse. On the way, I got a drink of water to clear my mouth out.
I don't know if it was the water, or just me, but I literally sprinted back to the bathroom, just to puke AGAIN.
Okay, this was definately new. So I finally made it down to the nurses office, told her what was going on. And she told me to get my stuff and my dad was on the way to get me. I got my stuff, and went back down.. She told me someone was laying down, but I could sit in her chair if I thought I'd be more comfortable, so I did.. the girl that was laying there left, she offered me to sit there, but I told her I felt better sitting down.
I dozed off... and before I knew it my dad was there. He took me home and I cuddled up with some blankets on the couch and feel asleep listening to MTV Hits.
I woke up a little bit later and ate a small something. And I felt better than I had earlier. Weird, I thought. So... Grandma came over randomly, asked me if I wanted to go get some Miso Soup and Ginger Salad down at the Japanese place near my house at Lakeside Plaza.
I was like, "Sure." and I went.. I ate some soup and salad and I felt even better. I was like, "Yes, yes, I get to see Ronald tommorow..." (Wait, I said that in that one journal entry Wednesday didn't I?)
So I go to bed, feeling great, excited about seeing Ronald. Because I was so excited, I really couldn't sleep and it got me to thinking... I've missed my period for a WEEK now. Either it's really late or it's not coming at all. And I'm probably getting morning sickness. And then I start freaking out beyond belief... and I wore myself out just thinking about it and before I knew it, I was asleep.
Wake up at 5.. just to hug the toilet again. And so I after I was done, I laid down for a few minutes figuring it'd go away. It didn't.. so dad told me to stay home because he didn't want to, or would be able to come get me if I got sick in school, I was like, fine, okay.
I texted Harley, and told him to tell Ronald I wouldn't be there. Then I texted Morgan back, asking why he called me. He texted me back saying, he dyed his hair, and that Ronald was pissed and upset at me.
I was sitting there thinking, "What the hell did I do!?"
I asked him, "What did I do?"
"He's mad because he thinks your faking it and he's looking for another g/f."
"U fucking liar."
"Ask Harley."
So I did...
"Is Ronald mad at me?"
"Ya."
"Why?"
"He's mad because your sick all the time." (Something along those lines, I don't know where my phone is right now. D:
"My dad wanted me to stay home because if I get sick at school, he doesn't wanna come get me."
And it went on...
So I went back to sleep, woke back up around 12 when dad called, and ate some grapes. I felt fine again. Oh great...
And I was watching the Barkers... and how happy they looked having their kids and everything. And I wanted to be like that with Ronald.. but not now.. not NOW.
...and so a commercial came on... I flipped it to the music channels. (I tend to watch music videos while I'm waiting for my shows to come back on.) and then HIM- Wings of a Butterfly comes on.. and I start crying, because that's Ronald's favourite band, and I knew he was mad at me but at the same time, I didn't want Harley or Morgan to know what I thought. Because they were the only way I could really tell him.. and I didn't want anyone to know really.
So I go to bed that night... And wake up..
HAHA! PERIOD PAINS!
I actually did a little dance...
and then I'll skip ahead to school...
Ronald I figured was going to be mad at me, and I think he was as soon as he got there... Then he came up to me and I didn't really care whether he was mad at me or not and I hugged him and told him everything. D: I've had a really scary week..
But I get to design the extra bedroom this weekend.
Yaaaaaaaaaaay.
The beds suppose to be coming in tonite or tommorow. :D yaaaaays. I'm happy and I just realized I don't have any music turned on.
I feel stupid though.. I can't find my cellular phone.
Dammmmit. Motherfucker.
I know it was in my fucking pocket when I left school, I have a feeling it feel out on the bus.. and I hope the bus driver found it. :/
Anyyyyways.
Time to find something to do.. oh joy.
-mishee.