Dear Diary...I seem to be dead.
Well mates, I am still fighting life as we all do...but asof now, i'm losing
I guess I should start at the beginning.
My story starts on thursday when Karen and i broke up for good (please note i say "for good" for lack of a better word, there is nothing good about it)...funny thing about it is, she became my gf on a thursday and she was wearing this Independent blue shirt...we broke up on a thursday and she was wearing the same shirt.Funny how your mind comes to notice all those little details and try to find a correlation, but i digress.
I cant say i've taken this lightly...I still miss her and think about her all the time :(
On friday shit happened in my house...nothing i want to get too far in...but me and my mom were really tense...so tense we didnt feel hungry the entire day, as a result we did not eat a single bite all day...this rendered me weak on the weekend, allong a cold to slowly slip inside my system...i got worse on sunday and by monday morning (and by "morning" i mean 2-3 am) i was feeling too bad to go to school.
So on monday at like 7:30 i am awaken from my much needed slumber by Marisol asking me where i was...we ended up text messaging each other for about 3 hours...then she signed out early and came over...lazy drug dealer just didnt wanna stay in school...but i guess it was a nice gesture so i'll shuddup about it.
so tuesday, ysterday and today came by quickly...yesterday was my dad's b-day...we ate in this restaurant that especialized in meat cuz you know how i feel about meat...must eat.
I'm still kinda sick, my legs are sore, and i still feel like complete and utter shit.
So that's it.
Go cry now.
I guess I should start at the beginning.
My story starts on thursday when Karen and i broke up for good (please note i say "for good" for lack of a better word, there is nothing good about it)...funny thing about it is, she became my gf on a thursday and she was wearing this Independent blue shirt...we broke up on a thursday and she was wearing the same shirt.Funny how your mind comes to notice all those little details and try to find a correlation, but i digress.
I cant say i've taken this lightly...I still miss her and think about her all the time :(
On friday shit happened in my house...nothing i want to get too far in...but me and my mom were really tense...so tense we didnt feel hungry the entire day, as a result we did not eat a single bite all day...this rendered me weak on the weekend, allong a cold to slowly slip inside my system...i got worse on sunday and by monday morning (and by "morning" i mean 2-3 am) i was feeling too bad to go to school.
So on monday at like 7:30 i am awaken from my much needed slumber by Marisol asking me where i was...we ended up text messaging each other for about 3 hours...then she signed out early and came over...lazy drug dealer just didnt wanna stay in school...but i guess it was a nice gesture so i'll shuddup about it.
so tuesday, ysterday and today came by quickly...yesterday was my dad's b-day...we ate in this restaurant that especialized in meat cuz you know how i feel about meat...must eat.
I'm still kinda sick, my legs are sore, and i still feel like complete and utter shit.
So that's it.
Go cry now.