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My sinuses are all screwed up. My face hurts. =[ Perfect timing too since I have to read that poem at my mom's job's black history month ceremony. I'm all congested and crappy sounding. Morghan told me I looked like Hell today. I am feeling a little better. I just need some more sleep and some meds and I think I should be alright tomorrow. Hopefully.
Well today wasn't that bad besides being sick. Miss backstabber tried hugging me again. Not only did she stink, but I'm sick, so I wasn't feeling that hospitable. I didn't yell at her or go off or anything, but just the thought. I REALLY wanted to. She gets on my nerves. I can't stand her.
I had a Mike moment today. It's kinda hard for me to talk about him to people. When I do no one really understands. He was such an amazing person. He made me whole and sometimes, I feel like a huge of peice of me is missing. But no one really understands that. No one really understands why I still love him. Not even I truely know, but I know that's he's in heaven watching over me, showing me as much as he can. I can still feel him sometimes. Know that I'm still thinkin of you Mike.
Sorry for the skimpy entries. I'll be more broad tomorrow.
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