What a load of shit my weekend is..
I had been hanging out for the weekend like no tomorrow .. and iw as excited because i was planning to take the 32 our, and hopefully meet some people .. as this guy i know was having a partyy..
getting all excited the weekend come, i read my star sign (yeah my ex got my hooked on that stuff, tryin to kick it) and all week it was sayign stuff like your going to meet a lovely ladie, roses are blooming yadd yadda yadda...
well considering my VERY messy break up and how shit things have been ever since ive moved up here .. i was excited that i was finally going to get a break.
i started putting the backseat in my car and hear my stomich winge to me .. so i solider on
and my head startes to playing some very loud bass.. not been able to take much more i went in to lay down on my back which feels like its been run over 50 times..
i slept for about 15 hours on and off .. and here i find myself, having to stay home as im sick as dog..
how typical ...
i swear someone has a hex or a voodoo doll out on me