man, why can't you edit entries from way ass-long forever ago? I got a lot of life experience I want to delete.
I feel like infinite SHIT today. I got 2-3 hours of sleep last night because I was idiotic enough to drink some Dr. Pepper. I have never met a person as affected by caffeine as I am. BLARG. and then when I woke up this morning it was one of those "oh shit have to get myself out of bed so I don't throw up all over my blankets" times. yeah.
this was about three hours ago and I still haven't puked, but it's GOING to happen today. the nausea is not going away. which sucks because I wanted to break my old non-vomiting world record.
I went like seven years without vomiting, and then I finally threw up in twelfth grade and was so astounded by it that I wrote an essay about it. and got an A, of course. then I didn't vomit again until my first year of college, when I got fuckin' EBOLA or something. it was so bad I had to miss a week of school, and let me tell you, the vomiting was the LEAST of my worries.
excretia rawks!
so while waiting for the great upheaval of digestive grossness, I will read Harry Potter (the fifth book, because I am demented) and try to break my high score in Tetris (something like 900,000 points). nausea and extreme dorkdom. now that's what I call a weekend.
I feel like infinite SHIT today. I got 2-3 hours of sleep last night because I was idiotic enough to drink some Dr. Pepper. I have never met a person as affected by caffeine as I am. BLARG. and then when I woke up this morning it was one of those "oh shit have to get myself out of bed so I don't throw up all over my blankets" times. yeah.
this was about three hours ago and I still haven't puked, but it's GOING to happen today. the nausea is not going away. which sucks because I wanted to break my old non-vomiting world record.
I went like seven years without vomiting, and then I finally threw up in twelfth grade and was so astounded by it that I wrote an essay about it. and got an A, of course. then I didn't vomit again until my first year of college, when I got fuckin' EBOLA or something. it was so bad I had to miss a week of school, and let me tell you, the vomiting was the LEAST of my worries.
excretia rawks!
so while waiting for the great upheaval of digestive grossness, I will read Harry Potter (the fifth book, because I am demented) and try to break my high score in Tetris (something like 900,000 points). nausea and extreme dorkdom. now that's what I call a weekend.
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theshinobi:
I would tell you the same thing. Is stuff still =ing omgdrama, or r u jus teh uninspiredz?
scott:
when i feel like that, i drink as much sprite as i can acquire.