and it all went down
i'm really full. i just ate about 400 strawberries and they weren't even good.
today was weird. yesterday was reeeally weird.
mikey is AHHH he makes me feel...weird.
lately the only thing i can listen to is my chemical romance (old album) because i was so content with everything, and it's just an amazing cd. but today i don't really feel right listening to it, it confirms my already confused/unhealthy mood. no detail, i know what i mean. (note: no matter my mood, this is always going to be one of my favorite cds. honestly, incredible.)
i hate feeling nervous and disappointed.
i hate my constant stomach aches. they are absolutely ridiculous. everyday my stomach is in knots and i can't calm down.
monday morning will be the death of me. i'm already dead.
on a lighter, less senseless note, i'm going to java jazz tonight for jimmamo. because i'm sick of hearing it from jo whom heard it from sharon whom trys to make courtney and i feel guilty for not going. it's going to be hot.>__< sweat. gah.
but does anyone notice...there's a corpse in this bed?