mcroger

My wrist is killing me... AAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
I think we all know why that is... or not because its clear what is happening is the first stage of a heart attack!!!
Does it happen in stages? I don't know, my neighbour died of a heart attack on the plane on his way to Cheltenam... Cheltenham... I can't spell it, I'll never live there so I don't care. Terrible business, however.

I was going to dye my hair, make myself pretty for Liam (who wants me... Oh yea, I can see it in his eyes...) but its too late for that kind of thing and I am tired.
Tomorrow will be the same, fuck...

I am going to change my diet, methinks.
I was watching You are what you eat. Jesus, that Gillian McKeith is UGLY!!!! and kind of a bitch, I do not trust the likes of her...
Anyway, I am hoping it will make me feel less sick and tired and such being the like...
I keep lying to my doctor about things, like he won't prescribe me with anything because I am too young or the alliment is not frequent enough but that is because I LIED to him about being depressed and how sick I am all the time...
Isn't that the kind of thing doctors are supposed to just know, that your lying? In Holby City they always know...
Although he does spend all of his fucking time talking about my mother, so I can't say I am surprised.

(My mother does look like Cher, back in the day Cher when she was dancing on the Navy ship in a body sock infront of her 13 year old son AND, I shit you not, My dad is the spitting image of Stans dad RANDY MARSH in South Park!!!)

I love having my blood pressure taken, it hurts so much...
Don't give out to me for not telling the truth, half truths just come out and I can't help it, its difficult, being honest about these things.

God, this is sooooooo boring. I am so sorry, it wasn't supposed to be...
later...
Shazam...