I'm not at all worried. If I get it, I get it. I'm just going on with life and that's how it should be. It's just a flu really.

I really should use this thing more often.

I would miss my privacy.

Ugh. I'm getting sick. Again. Stupid sniffles. Where's that Airborne crap....

the church of heathus christ

Ugh. I feel horrible. I'm also hungry but I don't want to eat if it's just going to come back up again D:
I don't think I'm going to be eating any fast food for a while. Too much grease. The last two times I had some Chick-fil-a I've gotten sick. Not food-poisoning sick but just didn't-settle-with-my-stomach sick. Now if I lay down my stomach feels queasy too. Blegh.

Although, when I fell asleep earlier...I had a dream with Bruce Wayne and Harvey Dent....so it wasn't all bad was it? lol.




Alright. I'm going to try and eat some crackers and have some water. Hopefully I can keep that down.

Yes I do. All TDK fangirliness aside, he really did a fantastic job creating the character. I truly believed him as the Joker and I can't imagine anyone as him. All of his quirks and movements, yadda yadda yadda, make his performance spectacular. If he doesn't get nominated, I'm gonna cut someone. Trufax.

It was vice versa and it still puts me in awkward situations even though I still consider him my closest friend. There are just some subjects now that I don't like bringing up.
I have a crush on one of my friends. I keep it a secret because not only is he almost ten years older than me but I have no idea if he likes me more than a friend or not. Then there's the fact that one of my other friends has already told him that she liked him. I don't know if that's still on the table or not so I just don't say anything. It's been like this for...oh I don't know...about two years now. I also don't know what he thinks of me. I tend to act childish sometimes and he's one of those level-headed people with logic written on their forehead. So he might even think me still immature....I don't know.

Pirates. They were rebels who lived by their own rules and died early of STDs and of course in battle. Ninjas, though they had honor, lived by too many rules. :P

When I'm having a bad day, I tend to get really quiet but say that everything's fine to those around me. As soon as I can get, I think of an excuse and leave. I make a bee line to my car and just drive. Drive and cry. I don't know why I do it but I do. I blast the music and just try to forget about everything. I might stop at a store and go in and just look around. Or I might just drive around the town, stopping in a parking lot if I have to cry some more. I tend to just circle a close perimeter too...nothing too far away. I don't end up in Timbuktu or anything.

The thing is, too, I want someone to talk to. I know it sounds weird because I leave and drive alone but I do. When I'm driving, I constantly look at my phone and silently beg someone to call me at the right time. Someone I can just spill my feelings out to. I probably wouldn't even care if it was a wrong number or a close friend. As long it was someone to talk to. But that's the thing. They have to call. Otherwise I'll just drive around for a good hour or so.

Hm... lemme just try this whole "under the cut" thing.