Death.

This is going to be a long, dreadful entry. I have a lot to say. And the only thing I have right now are complaints. I am coughing uncontrollably. And yet still, I smoke. My head is spinning, and everytime I attempt to walk I feel like I'm on all sorts of drugs. In a bad way though. With every movement, theres a sharp pain inside my skull. It sort of feels like there are little worms crawling around in there when I'm sitting, and when I stand, they get angry. I haven't been this sick in I don't know how long. It's fucking brutal. It's quarter after nine. I've only talked to Kyle for twentyish minutes today, and he said he'd call back. I'd LOVE to just go to bed. But I want to talk to him before I pass out. I have a fever. My head is burning. I have to go to school tomorrow, and it WILL, INDEFINITELY, suck. I'm still mad at Corey for being an asshole to me last night. [Wait! one good thing.] Ashley stopped over earlier for a couple minutes to check on me. (And get her things back that she left here.) I love her. She's got the same flu/bug/virusy thing I do. Which is good in a way, and bad. It means we can still hang out and not worry about getting eachother sick, because we are both stuck with it right now. Sweet? I don't have that many hydros to keep me buzzed and painfree through tomorrow left. I just had the worst sneeze ever. And I don't think I have much of a brain left. My parents are noticing my great loss in weight, and are trying to force feed me and get me to take vitamins. The vitamins are probably a good thing though, so I can never get this thing again. I have more angst in me right now than I ever have. OH YEESH. I'm seeing my half sister for the first time in ages Sunday. I am nervous. She has been through rehab 3 times for drug abuse. It scares me that whenever I'm fighting with my father he tells me I am just like her, and am going to wind up like her. The last time I saw her.. I'm pretty sure I was around 9? She's 32 now. I am drooling, and my head is getting harder and harder to hold up. My eyes aren't even open all the way. I need sleep.
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it was just a cough... you know.. coughing... sneezing, headaches. the works. plus flipping PMS on top of it, boy that sucked. haha
I hate being sick. Mind you last time I was sick I lost like a stone. But still, I hate being sick.