GlassySurface

"Way to go Mr. Microphone.."

I think I'm officially dying. I know none of you care to
hear this, but I'm on my period *and* I have a bad cold. So
I figured on my all expenses paid trip to virus-world I'd
stop by and vent.

Here's my plan for today:
-wallow in my own sickness, surrounded by dirty tissues
-take a bath to make myself feel better
-take some pills, as baths never work for long
-wallow in my own sickness
-sleep
-wallow in my own sickness
-do the work that's due for tomorrow

That should bring me up to supper. I should include eating
somewhere in my plan, but I'm not too sure if I'll be up to
it. And after supper, my plans are still kind of sketchy. I
could wallow in my own sickness, or wallow in my own
sickness. I'm not quite sure yet. But I'm sure I'll pick.

So "Taylor" has been taken. Surprisingly, it doesn't hurt
as much as I thought it would. I guess it's time to move on
now, find someone else, and stop beating myself up over him.

Jonathan considers me a friend! Yay! You have no idea how
much that means to me. He's so funny and sweet and
everything to me. I tell him things I haven't told anyone
else. He's my best friend, I just haven't met him yet. But
I will soon. Even if I have to march up to his house and
drag him outside to talk to me, even for 5 minutes.

I think I'll get going. But I assure you, there might be
one or two more entries today, as I'm home sick and
extremely bored.
~KaT