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Things have been crazy the past couple of days. Thursday was work which is always exhausting and then katie came and slept over (like 3 people called me to do things thursday night and I found it amusing cause when I have plans everyone wants to hang out and when I dont I end up bored) then Katie and I bummed around and watched amazing TV all of Friday. Great mix of Third Watch and 90210. I then went with Jenn and her sister to see The Devil Wears Prada which I hated. They changed the WHOLEEE storyline. It was dumb and I enjoyed the book better. I stayed at Jenn's that night and it was the first time in 7 years. weirdd.
The best part was leaving Saturday morning. I fell down jenn's stairs while leaving. It hurt like you would not believe. I came home and I was hysertical from being in shock and in pain. I bruised my toe and its all black and blue. I laid in bed pretty much all day. For some reason everytime my mom would come and sit with me I would cry. Then I thought my dad was coming up the stairs and I was in my room and I heard my brother screaming OH SHIT OH MY GOD OH SHIT and I thought my dad fell down the stairs and it scared the shit out of me. The last time I shook like that was the morning I woke up when my Grandma died. Turns out my brother just dropped his phone down the stairs. I then proceeded to cry off and on the rest of the night. I would cry so bad I would be hyperventalating.It was non stop for no reason. My parents thought I was crazy. When I finally went to sleep I woke up and then threw up. So bad that blood came up. That scared the shit out of me and I pretty much cried my self to sleep. I woke up this morning still blah couldn't eat and then I went out and spent the day with my mom and I felt better. It was odd and my parents asked me never to get liek that again. Too much stress. Too much going on. That is why I am SO EXCITED to get away to cali in like THREE FUCKING DAYS. soooo happy.
The best part was leaving Saturday morning. I fell down jenn's stairs while leaving. It hurt like you would not believe. I came home and I was hysertical from being in shock and in pain. I bruised my toe and its all black and blue. I laid in bed pretty much all day. For some reason everytime my mom would come and sit with me I would cry. Then I thought my dad was coming up the stairs and I was in my room and I heard my brother screaming OH SHIT OH MY GOD OH SHIT and I thought my dad fell down the stairs and it scared the shit out of me. The last time I shook like that was the morning I woke up when my Grandma died. Turns out my brother just dropped his phone down the stairs. I then proceeded to cry off and on the rest of the night. I would cry so bad I would be hyperventalating.It was non stop for no reason. My parents thought I was crazy. When I finally went to sleep I woke up and then threw up. So bad that blood came up. That scared the shit out of me and I pretty much cried my self to sleep. I woke up this morning still blah couldn't eat and then I went out and spent the day with my mom and I felt better. It was odd and my parents asked me never to get liek that again. Too much stress. Too much going on. That is why I am SO EXCITED to get away to cali in like THREE FUCKING DAYS. soooo happy.