Feeling: awful My stomach has been hurting since Saturday night. I stopped taking the medicine, I should be better right? Yet I can't seem to eat anything. Which is probably a good thing. I don't need to eat anymore. I've gained a lot of unwanted weight. And it sucks. An old man is singing in a scratchy voice on the TV. Its rather painful to my ears. But I'm too lazy to change the channel. And I'm entertaining you with my not-so-clever entry. Zach said he wants a diary like this. But he said he wasn't smart enough to write anything in it. I like Zach. A lot. But he always says he's stupid, which he's not. It kind of bothers me that he always talks like that. He's not stupid. But his heater is making a funny noise. Maybe thats why its not working. I have a large hole in my pants. Its sad. These are almost my favourite pants. I think I'm going to be sick.