August 18th, 2002


all the things that you wanted for me.

Well its 7 am on a Sunday. What am I doing up? Trying to stay up, because tomorrow I have to wake up at 5 am and if I can't sleep tonight I'm going to be pissed. Plus, I slept my Saturday away and I hate that I did that. I feel like I have so much to do and so little time...when actually I don't have a lot to do. I just don't want to do it. Once this house is clean I will feel tons better. My family was a little annoyed with my obsession, but I hate things out of place. I let things go a little because I didn't want them annoyed with me. I need to not get so worked up about the *little* things, life is too short. I got that obsession with my house from my mom though so I don't know what she was talking about! haha.
I thought I was going to die last night, but I didn't obviously. My head is still pounding every so often, and there is something wrong with my hand. I can't even pick up a cup with out it hurting. I can type just fine, in fact it feels better when I type. Maybe b/c my hand is just resting and I'm moving my fingers. Who knows. All I know is: my hand hurts from my thumb to my elbow. Not just a little pain either, like sharp pains that run all the way down. I'm going to need that carpel tunnel surgery by the time I'm 30 I can just see it now. I thought maybe I just slept on it wrong, but nope. The pain is not fading.
oh just prompted to write another entry about something else.

(no subject)

i think im going to go *friends only* due to people being idiots. My life is boring anyways, so I don't know why I should..but bleh, why the hell not 'eh?
So...........if you want to read my journal just leave me a msg and if I like yah I'll add you as a friend.

bye bye.