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okay. i am not going to lie.
my day suckeddd.
don't get me wrong, i seriously love writing about good days, but today just wasn't one.
i started feeling really sick,
i don't know why,
but every like two seconds
i'd get this feeling like i was
going to have to throw up
then it'd go away
but come back
so that sucked and
i kept feeling really dizzy
and hearing everyone's
words all slurred. i just
prayed mr holt didnt
call on me and thank god he didn't
but then at lunch i
didnt eat anything
cause of it but i did
get some gatorade and
that definitely made me feel better.
but i hate not eating cause
i always get speeches from
people sayin how bad anorexia is
and w/e and i'm like IM NOT ANOREXIC FOOD IS MY FRIEND!
then at parent pickup. i was listening to my iPod which is pretty much my life, and this sixth grader comes up with drumsticks and hes just like standing there drumming the air and then all of a sudden he reaches out and whacks my pocket as hard as he can with a drumstick, and he hit my iPod and BROKE IT. the screen is shot and the computer is cracked. he saw what he did and said OOO and ran off. my mother is seriously going to behead me.
and now i feel sick again. not the best day, but at least i have food and water and a house and electricity. haha
my day suckeddd.
don't get me wrong, i seriously love writing about good days, but today just wasn't one.
i started feeling really sick,
i don't know why,
but every like two seconds
i'd get this feeling like i was
going to have to throw up
then it'd go away
but come back
so that sucked and
i kept feeling really dizzy
and hearing everyone's
words all slurred. i just
prayed mr holt didnt
call on me and thank god he didn't
but then at lunch i
didnt eat anything
cause of it but i did
get some gatorade and
that definitely made me feel better.
but i hate not eating cause
i always get speeches from
people sayin how bad anorexia is
and w/e and i'm like IM NOT ANOREXIC FOOD IS MY FRIEND!
then at parent pickup. i was listening to my iPod which is pretty much my life, and this sixth grader comes up with drumsticks and hes just like standing there drumming the air and then all of a sudden he reaches out and whacks my pocket as hard as he can with a drumstick, and he hit my iPod and BROKE IT. the screen is shot and the computer is cracked. he saw what he did and said OOO and ran off. my mother is seriously going to behead me.
and now i feel sick again. not the best day, but at least i have food and water and a house and electricity. haha