Sick day turned great…

I woke up feeling really ill this morning. I made myself some tea with milk and sugar, and a peanut butter sandwich. I wanted to throw up. 🙁 I don’t think I ever want to do *that* ever again… Yes, you were right. Stop being so smug about it. I started that scene not too long ago, and it was fabulous the first, second, third and even fourth time… but the high wasn’t as great anymore. And the after effects were beginning to outweigh the good times. Don’t get me wrong, I had a fantastic time on Friday. But the high wasn’t what it used to be. And when something starts to make me start to feel like I wanna throw up… yeah I think it’s time to stop.

I’m very excited for the end of this week! Christmas, my brother’s birthday, boxing day and then I leave for Ireland! 😀 Yay! I was so depressed before today, and a little talk with him has really lifted my spirits. It’s a little different this time… I remember a time when I used to be so extremely happy because of him, but while I’m very happy it feels a little more rational. If that makes any sense.

I still have so much work to do though!! Gak! Project’s started, now just to finish it!

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