I've been MIA since Wednesday cause I caught some crazy sickness that's left me bed ridden since then.

I never ever remembered being this sick ever. With the insane, unstoppable coughing, and the body aching, migranes, tiredness, fevers...

Thursday night, it took me three hours to fall asleep and this jackass calls me at 2:30am saying he needs to talk to me. I hung up and was like, "I'm sleeping." The fucker calls again and I flip my shit, "I'm fucking sick, it took me three hours to fall asleep and I have to work three 12 shifts in a row." and Somehow that didn't make any sense, the drunk bastard still wanted to talk so I was like, "fuck you" and hung up.

I couldn't go to bed, so I called my friend Eric, and I was upset and crying because I'm miserable, I don't know how I'm going to work 12 hours friday, saturday, and sunday--But I need to in order to pay my phone bill. I also was stressed because I have less than a week to send all my papers in for school and how I miss steve (ex) and I shouldn't and I don't want to. I basically passed out later...

So, I didn't go into journeys on friday, I called Longhorn and quit because I couldn't put myself through all of that considering how horribly sick I am and I closed at journeys Saturday night and Today, the mall's closed. Word.

I bet someone's up there some where saying, "let's see how fast we could kill her..." Cause on top of my sickness (whatever it is) I sometimes forget I'm a girl until it's that time of the month.

I feel like absolute crap. Shit has to get better...