URGH. I FEEL LIKE ABSOLUTE SHIT RIGHT NOW. MY HEAD IS THROBBING. MY STOMACH HATES ME SO MUCH. MY BODY FEELS LIKE IT'S CURLING IN ON ITSELF ( Read more... )

AND I NEED TO DO SOMETHING SO I DON'T GET MOTION SICKNESS. ;___;

I HATE FLYING SO MUCH. TAKE-OFF IS THE WORST FEELING IN THE WORLD. ALSO, I'M THINKING ABOUT GETTING MY OWN PLACE WHEN I GET BACK. SOMETHING SMALL AND COZY WOULD BE NICE.

...SHIT WE'RE ABOUT TO LAND. ;_________;

OR, WELL. THE DOCTORS THREATENED TO PUT ME IN THE PSYCH WARD AGAIN ONCE I WOKE UP FROM PASSING OUT ON MAGGIE'S FLOOR IF I DIDN'T LEAVE. SO I LEFT.

AND NOW, MY STOMACH FEELS LIKE A BUNCH OF ORCS JUST TRAMPLED ALL OVER IT. ONLY EMPTIER. I THINK I LITERALLY WORRIED MYSELF SICK.

OH GOD.

*RUNS OFF TO BE SICK AGAIN*