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in the course of one day, i have come down with a really shitty cold. just like jade i'm feelin' like shit. my throat is killing me, the coughing hurts my back, my nose is runny and stuffy and red and sore from the kleenex abuse, i've been sneezing like mad, which coincidentally also hurts my back, mostly my spine, even. my eyes won't stop watering and all i want is to sleep for days. but i can't. my body won't let me. maybe this is what i get for sitting at the hospital for two and a half hours the other day to fix my breathing problem. six and one half dozen, i suppose. [real entries may return someday. thank you.] O, PS: some chick left me a note in my thing and this is what it said: *Why do you feel the need to bash Mocksie? What the heck did she do to you? I think that's incredibly rude to write something about someone in your profile when it's supposed to be about you...and not others.* made me laugh, it did. here's my response to her: *well, i'll use your own words to get my point across, [from her profile] "It's about *my* life and anything else *I* want to ramble on about." it's MY journal. i don't have to explain myself or my journal or my description to you, or anyone. that's the point of online journals. sure, it may be rude, but there are certain people here who aren't exactly upstanding individuals, in my opinion. ::ahem:: and sure, i should be the bigger person, but it's my life, and i've *always* been the bigger person, so this time, i'm not gonna. and that's my choice. if you don't like what i have to say, don't read it. i don't really care. and ya know, that's a mocksie kind of mindset. how do you like them apples?* yeah. guess i wasn't in the mood for her judgment. 30 august, 0847 hours
proud of me - 6:49 p.m. , 2004-02-17 i even bore *myself* sometimes - 8:42 p.m. , 2003-12-27 sometimes she gets lonely - 9:09 p.m. , 2003-11-18 27 pounds lighter! - 9:41 p.m. , 2003-10-25 I'LL PEE ON YOU - 8:48 p.m. , 2003-10-23
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