Who The Fuck is Mike Sherman and What Games of Uno is He Talking About?!?
I’m not sure what I’m going to do with this space, no one wants it and I can always get something on blogspot or something. But I highly doubt that it’s as customizable as wordpress, and that I could also update it on my iPod.
So I can’t sleep, I’ve gotten like no sleep in 5 days. The doctor says I have some sort of viral thing, he never said exactly what though. So I’m calling it “Slice of Hell Pie Virus”. Why you ask. Well the first 2 days I could barely move. Then the 2nd day I broke out in hives, and my lip swelled up like a damn balloon. Then this cough started, it has yet to go away. It’s annoying cause NOTHING is helping. So I’ve decided in 2 days and it’s not gone/gets worse, I’m calling the doctor. Oh I also need to take oatmeal baths cuz idk if I’m going to break out again, but it is helping my eczemia. A bit, it still itches like fuck though!
Ok this spell check on my iPod is annoying. How can you get “rich” out of “fuck”. Seriously. I think it would be nice if they came out with “Punctuation Check”. Cause I can spell, oh I can spell. I can’t punctuate though.
So I’ve had a very drama free last month and a half. With friends I mean. Family not so much. My dad is such a dick. I get it he wants me to move out, but your my father you don’t have to be a dick about it. And you don’t want your daughter to continue having terrible panic attacks. And my grandma, omg my grandma who says I’m cold cuz I don’t cry when we visit my mother at Huber. I’m not cold. She don’t just get the fact that I don’t cry over tiny shut, unless it has to do with panic attacks when I’m very sick, where I just want to see Taylor. I know there are more important/involuntary things to cry about. Believe it or not those two things are related, well atleast in my brain.
So on an official note. I’m not having kids. Mainly cuz of all my emotional problems that stem from middle school & high school. And plus all that shit is hereditary, my grandma has it too. Oh and I’m genetically pre-disposed to cancer. So yeah too many things. And now I have a fight to go along with it compared to “I don’t want kids, I hate kids”.
So I have to get some sleep, I gotta be up in6 hours to go shopping with my grandma. And I WANT to go to sleep. Who knows. Well good night all.