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I think I'm getting sick or something crazy like that. I'm not really sure.
I got up at 12 this morning, not feeling good at all. I thought it was late enough to be getting up, so I went downstairs and just kinda stood in the doorway not doing anything. My Mom asked me what was wrong, and I told her I didn't feel good. She said I didn't look like I felt all that good either, and told me to go back to sleep. For her to tell me to go back to sleep, at 12... That must have meant that I really did look sick. LOL Cuz everyone knows how I love to sleep, and usually they get mad when I sleep in. Oh well, slept until about 2:45. Had to force myself up, I didn't wanna wake up.
Was just kinda bumming around until 4, then took a shower. Got out and then they wanted to go out to eat. But I stalled laying around watching TV and playing Vice City until about 6 and then we went to Taco Bell. Ehh, tacos just didn't sound good. Only had part of my taco and I just sat there and listened to the Peanuts Christmas song they had playing. I couldn't concentrate on my parents talking, kinda felt weird.
Got home, my Mom's friend came over. Me and my Dad went to Pick n Save and picked up some groceries. It felt good to get out of the house, I guess. I took some medicine before we left, and started feeling better. Picked up a few magazines, and now I'm sitting here like a retard reading them. Well, what the hell else do you do with magazines?
Now I'm going to end this stupid good-for-nothing post. Sorry if I put you all to sleep, I really am.
/end of rambling
I got up at 12 this morning, not feeling good at all. I thought it was late enough to be getting up, so I went downstairs and just kinda stood in the doorway not doing anything. My Mom asked me what was wrong, and I told her I didn't feel good. She said I didn't look like I felt all that good either, and told me to go back to sleep. For her to tell me to go back to sleep, at 12... That must have meant that I really did look sick. LOL Cuz everyone knows how I love to sleep, and usually they get mad when I sleep in. Oh well, slept until about 2:45. Had to force myself up, I didn't wanna wake up.
Was just kinda bumming around until 4, then took a shower. Got out and then they wanted to go out to eat. But I stalled laying around watching TV and playing Vice City until about 6 and then we went to Taco Bell. Ehh, tacos just didn't sound good. Only had part of my taco and I just sat there and listened to the Peanuts Christmas song they had playing. I couldn't concentrate on my parents talking, kinda felt weird.
Got home, my Mom's friend came over. Me and my Dad went to Pick n Save and picked up some groceries. It felt good to get out of the house, I guess. I took some medicine before we left, and started feeling better. Picked up a few magazines, and now I'm sitting here like a retard reading them. Well, what the hell else do you do with magazines?
Now I'm going to end this stupid good-for-nothing post. Sorry if I put you all to sleep, I really am.
/end of rambling