SO I finally got an appointment. It got cancelled, but reschedulled to Monday. I'm so freaking nervous. I have this irrational fear I'm gonna go to the doctor and they'll tell me I'm not pregnant, or that the baby's dead or something. I guess in essence its the same thing... still its a sucky feeling. Though, I'm getting used to sucky feelings. Like puking when I haven't eaten. Oh boy.... excuse me... Scratch that. Puking after eating only a can of pineapple is much worse. Stomach acid and cirtic acid. God that burns.... and my back is KILLING me... I have GOT to figure out someway not to sleep on my back, I feel like I'm 90 years old every morning. So, anyway... Boys lie, pregnancy sucks, and I'd like more than anything to go get drunk right now. But I won't. Instead I'll sit at my roommate's computer and type. Whoopi. I wish I had friends who actually gave a damn. The father is out with his slut, probably until 4 or 5 am again, and I'm home with the dishes. ANd somehow he doesn't understand why I'm moody. I'm f*cking pregnant and he's doing everything in his power to hang all over Suzy-Sleep-Around who he was F*CKING in my bed the night before we found out I was pregnant, staying out until crazy hours of teh morning (which if I had EVER done he would have thrownn a week long fit) and wondering why I'm upset. Not to mention how all day all he does is yell at me for not communicating with him then he gets all moody and won't tell me why, or he'll say he doesn't want to tell me, but he LOOOOVES me and cares about me sooooo much! But he wishes I's find someone else, but he cries for hours if I try to leave and begs me to be his girlfriend, but we really don't belong together so I should be dating other people, but wait! He wan'ts us both to raise the baby! Somebody PLEASE just run me over! Or let me sleep and not wake up. Or when I do wake up let this all be a bad nightmare. Or, maybe, get that crazy boy to friggen' decide what the hell he wants! I'm gonna go chork now....