Sep 28, 2006 16:44
So, brace yourself.
I guess I should be dead, now. At least, everyone is impressed that I am alive and I have made an immaculate recovery of my doomed future. So, everyone lied about it. I won't be dead anytime soon. Pretty good news, huh?
So, you'd think upon receiving this news I'd jump for joy, but unfortunately I can't seem to get over it. I survived the one thing they told me I never would? I lived my life planning to kick it a young age. I had accepted it, you know? Whatever and ever, I'm alive and well and I just have a bad case of epilepsy and a spot on my brain.
I feel good, though. In fact, I feel excellent.
So, no driving till March. If you are ever in the MJ area and wanna drive me around just holla.
Other things have been good. I've been spending lots of time with friends and loving life. I was on this really fucked up medicine, but now I am a med that makes me feel like a million bucks.
Or, maybe I just feel like a million bucks.
Corey is good. He is wonderful and has been wonderful throughout this whole thing. I suppose our love isn't conventional, but i don't think either of us were born with that gene anyways.
School sucks. I love life. Fuck the dumb shit. I don't take shit from nobody so don't fuck with me or I'll feed you pills in your apple sauce that make you feel like shit.
"I'm watching myself watch myself waste myself. And, I'm loving myself."