51. Sick sick sick.

qwertyuiop

I'm sick. I'm weak. I'm tired. I'm bored. I'm tearing. I'm really sensitive. My sickness is frustrating the shizzit outta me. My head is throbbing, my stomach can't decide if it wants to come out of my mouth or not. Its Been like this for the past four days. The weekend may have had something to do with it though. I was in Werribee/Melbourne at my sisters new house. The house is amazing, but my weekend was shit. I was so moody. So annoyed for no reason. And I was lacking socialness. So I guess after that disaster, it stayed the same, I kept moody, and got sick. I'm uber weak aswell. For example, texting is so hard, as Erica would of found out the other night (apparently). Scooting is really hard aswell. Opening doors is gay too and I walk like I just got out of a wheel chair. Being tired is real stressfull, and hard to do all the time. Sunday night was rediculous. I shook all night becuase I was cold as ice, plus I was sick as a bitch. So, afternoon naps are my speciality. Sittng on a couch, talking to no one, watching nothing, tends to result in major bordom. No questions there. 'I'm not crying!!' I actually wasnt. Now I'm still tearing. No reason. Just I have nothing better to do. And my last complaining topic for today is being way sensitive. Well, my skin is. When I shower, I'm in pain. When I get dressed, I'm in pain. Everything is so shit. Plus haven't been eating, and I'm over cheerios. Which is a big deal.

xoxo d:)