yumm.. vanilla late
i swear it's been a year since i updated this thing. what the hell is wrong with me? i want to become a journalist yet i never write unless forced to aka homework and papers. i honestly miss my journal and my lj friends, however gay that sounds. when i browse around on here or myspace i feel so loser-ish. i have a myspace that i never really used and had one friend... but now have none. dammit am i that uncool...
well besides feeling like a loser i also feel like shit literally. i have what the pharmacist at good ol Fry's says symptoms of bronchitis. my chest hurts every time i breathe, i have crazy fever and body aches and well am walking around like a zombie. i went to work feeling like that and told my ass of a manager that i was sick and i got "Well bronchitis isn’t a bad illnesses all it does is make your voice sound funny and throat hurt. you'll be fine. don’t call in, ill just give you lots of little breaks." grrr... thanks jerk. as for school i have too many tests and papers right now to miss. I stayed up till 3 yesterday w/Patsy studying and drinking hot ea and cough medicine. god i swear no one ever believes when im sick. is it my fault i have a shitty immune system, better yet lack an immune system? whenever i tell any one im sick, they're all ehh ok or stop whining. well i think this time its serious. i kinda hope it is, maybe they'll go ohh she really was. getting a phone call with a hey whats up, feeling better? and me replying no i cant breath very well and am going to the hospital after school and receiving a oh ok i'm eating lunch replay can piss you off. I’m not happy camper right now
i love phoenix, i love being at ASU but god is it tough to try to stay sane working a part time might as well be full time job, going to school, trying to participate in clubs to get money, keep the house up…. i almost broke down on tuesday but realized there was no time too. heh to funny.
on a side note a friend of mine is avoiding my calls and apparently mad at me. i called and left a message informing her i knew there was something up and to just call me and talk to me. i swear i prefer a bitch i don’t like you your a horrible friend over this... damn drama. i suppose my circle of friends is dwindling. fuck why do i care.
wow i didn’t know i had soo much to say. i guess i could start using this as a coping/letting out m y frustrations journal. how gay! well that or my poetry that only makes sense to me. either way i don’t care. its for me vent not for me to get friends... gave up on that. i know who my friends are.
blehh this post is so depressing. i'll have to update again when i feel better or when im on crazy antibiotics. that should be interesting. all i want to do right now is hang out by the water fountain watch birds act funny and not think of anything. i shouldn’t feel this crappy in such a sunny "happy" place.