I am THIS close to screaming in pain.
How the fuck am I supposed to finish this research paper today? Seriously, how am I supposed to do it? And then I realize I have a journal entry, the reading for which I have not done, due by midnight.
And what if I am in this bad of shape tomorrow? Seriously, what if I am? I work tomorrow and I had to call in my past two shifts. I'm still having to take Vicodin x 2 q 4° and I don't have to even look at the clock to know it's been 4°, I just know when I get to the point that I am quickly needing to find a place to get into the fetal position, I'm due.
But at least I can still look beautiful at 3 or something AM! Took that myself while working on my research paper the other morning. I was so excited because I actually look beautiful (yeah, I know, our culture gets uncomfortable when people don't call themselves fat and ugly....deal with it.) and I feel like lately I just look awful all the time...I just look, well, like there is something wrong with me. I look like I'm sick.
http://profiles.yahoo.com/noelleambrose
Seriously, though. I need to cry and scream and sob and I'm all alone.
And what if I am in this bad of shape tomorrow? Seriously, what if I am? I work tomorrow and I had to call in my past two shifts. I'm still having to take Vicodin x 2 q 4° and I don't have to even look at the clock to know it's been 4°, I just know when I get to the point that I am quickly needing to find a place to get into the fetal position, I'm due.
But at least I can still look beautiful at 3 or something AM! Took that myself while working on my research paper the other morning. I was so excited because I actually look beautiful (yeah, I know, our culture gets uncomfortable when people don't call themselves fat and ugly....deal with it.) and I feel like lately I just look awful all the time...I just look, well, like there is something wrong with me. I look like I'm sick.
http://profiles.yahoo.com/noelleambrose
Seriously, though. I need to cry and scream and sob and I'm all alone.