December 2010
that you touched my car, I will make you regret waking up every subsequent morning.
Haha! Thank you Chelso! It’s funny, because I’m pretty sure I know who wrote it. If you knew, you’d probably laugh too!
Haha! Thank you Chelso! It’s funny, because I’m pretty sure I know who wrote it. If you knew, you’d probably laugh too!
I’ve felt like, if there is a God, he’s been playing some pretty cruel jokes on me.
I don’t have a single favorite. I literally listen to every genre of music (at least every genre that I’m aware of), so that makes it a little hard to pick just one band.
a mythical beast. :D
I don’t have a single favorite. I literally listen to every genre of music (at least every genre that I’m aware of), so that makes it a little hard to pick just one band.
a mythical beast. :D
No. I’m better than that.
No. I’m better than that.
Christmas Eve,
I was really sick. But I sucked it up and went to my parents’ wedding with Patrick, Kyle, and Jamie anyway. It was a good time.
Then I crashed HARD.
Christmas,
I didn’t leave my bed. I had a small plate of sweet potatoes and nearly died trying to eat it.
Life = pain.
December 26,
Went to Panera, the mall, then crashed again. I actually ate everything from Panera though, it was fucking delicious as always.
I felt fucking horrible. Didn’t leave my bed again.
December 27,
I was feeling pretty damn okay. I decided to go on a cleaning rampage in my room, until I found a dead bug. Couldn’t handle it. So I decided to take a break and get a few things at Target.
On my way home, I was turning left, but one of my wheels wanted to go right. The wheel won.
I towed it to Steve’s shop and he fixed it for me because he’s a beautiful human being, but after being out in the cold for a few hours, I was right back to square one with my health. Dammit. Back to bed.
Present day;
I woke up feeling alright. My mouth didn’t feel like it was trying to kill me. I could drink my coffee without cringing when it slid down my throat. I moved around for a few hours and….. back to bed! I feel about the same as last night. I’m going to have to call off work. I can’t do it today. I really hope I don’t get in a lot of shit for it. :/
PS; because my mouth is so fucked up right now, I’ve been talking weird for like 3 days. Sometimes I just can’t talk at all. It’s horrible.
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You’re on the outside looking in. I would never expect you to understand me, or my attitude. However, I do live life with a passion. If you knew me well enough, you’d know that.
“Nothing great in the world has been accomplished without passion.”
And don’t ever tell me what to do.