kicked in the face

Jun 04, 2003 22:19

You ever get that feeling that you've just been kicked in the face. I don't mean like afte actually getting kicked in the face, but like kicked in the soul. Nobody meant to do it either, you just happened to be crossing the street when you soul looked down at a dime, and somebody kicked it by accident (being invisible and all) then it go run over a couple times, and as it was stumbling of the road it got struck by lightening, eaten by a lion, torn apart by vultures, stabbed shards of glass, and left to lie in acid filled mudd puddle with leeches.

So that was what my soul did today, my dad wasn't quite so bad, but it still rather sucked. Jesse wasn't on the bus this morning, because he had to get to school early to go on a field trip. I didn't have any breakfast at school. then i had to work and get yelled at in almost all my classes. I was supposed to have lunch with christa, but i had a test that period so i had a different lunch. Then i got yelled at and worked some more. did i mention that i felt terribly all day. coughing all the time, dry gross coughs with occasional chunks of something. And i was sniffly and couldn't breath, at all. Then after school i get to hang out with christa for a little less than an hour. which was good fun. but we were both tiered, and i was sickish. it could have been much better, though it was still nice. I went home to my brothers being mean to me because i thought of a nice gift for my dad's birthday, and they were to lazy to help me get it. fuck them. then i went over to jesse's house. nice and relaxing. we "watched" baseball (my eyes were oten closed) while jesse told me about his day. Jesse went to newport and toured the mansion of the second richest person EVER. Then he went to the candy shope, and the fudge factory, and some fancy deli lunch, then he played arcade games. i wish i had the $30 he spent today. And his mom was glad he didn't spend too much. sigh my mom gets amd at me for spending 4 dollars at the same time. So then appearently i fell asleep at jesse's house while coughing profusly. after maybe an hour, or half an hour, i woke up coughing and my mouth tasted like blood. it still does, blood and phlem. So i crawled home still very sick. Then my mom told me that there was some salad left for me for dinner (a TINY bit of salad) but fortunatley they made on of those freezer pizzas, unfortunatley it was thuroughly covered in 3 kinds of meat, no point in even attempting to get the meat off. So now i'm sick and hungry at my computer. Oh, and did i mention that after this day of work i got to relax at home. well that probably because i didn't, i've spent all evening working on a terribly annoying essay. The only thing i'v had to look forward to was christa calling around 9 o'clock, but naturally soren's girlfriend called and 5 of 9 and they are still on the phone. I got to talk to christa online for like 15 min, but it wasn't exactly a happy conversation (not bad, justnot happy). So now i think i'll go to bed early. Thats always fun. Oh wait, it's not even perticularly early. I'v been working all night. sigh. I am so dead right now. And i can' t stay home sick tommrow because i have plans with christa afterschool, and that is so momumentally rare that i would easily give my health for it. sigh, somebody shoot me.
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