I had one heck of a day. If you ask me, it was pathetically the worst day ever. Well, it started off with good intentions actually. Just me and G heading out to town for a nice dinner that we could catch up together on. We had a 62 dollar dinner (which was frankly not worth the cash at all). I tried to prove my point to G but he insisted on a nice dinner for the both of us. It was a good dinner. Extremely filling. But perhaps too filling. I had a terrible stomach ache after that, to the point that I needed to go home right away. And that's only the first reason why my day was ruined.

Second thing was that my shoes did not seem to like me as well. The bottom part of my shoe came out and I had to drag my feet around Town. Yes, I mentioned town. It was pretty embarrassing! But jeez, I lived.

Third. The last episode of Chuck died on me. I have no idea why but its like the whole world is against me. Or at least I am beginning to think so. Nothing seems to be working. I checked every other site and I am able to successfully have access for all except for this particular one. Its becoming a little annoying.

Last and that's you. I wish I could end it all now.

I wish I had my very own Captain Awesome.


Too good to be true.

So here am I once again hiding myself in a four cornered room with purple walls and a bed that puts me to the right comfort. I have a pillow pressed against my stomach for it is starting to ache again. Yes I am not feeling well. I haven't been since this morning and I wish I knew what went wrong in my organs. I have slept in bed almost all day and smell just like medicated oil. I didn't have breakfast and lunch since I puked them all out but now I feel better. Slightly better. I even having cravings for a bag of chips. Sue me.

The day had been rough for me today and someone else isn't making it any better by not wanting to talk to me. But fine, I shall put up with it. I remember saying 'you are my medicine' and clearly I was wrong. But scratch that, it doesn't really matter anymore. Its nearly over.
I am really tired too. Mentally, physically. Clearly, you think you are the only one.

I still need my medicine. I am just a big fat liar who never thinks straight.