Thursday, September 17, 2009
I"m back, I don't know if that really makes me happy or what but yea here I am. I came back with a big chip on my shoulder and a wonderful "fuck you" attitude , that's what happens when doctors poke me and take blood and put things inside of me to understand why I can't get better and along I just secretly wish for their deaths and chuckle as I think of ways to off them.
Lets see what's been going on, The BFF has traded me in for a penis and tried to blame it on her daughter being in school and how she wants to be a mother. LOL the funny thing is , she still goes out every night.
Then my friend ( who is pictured with me) stated that he thinks I have the only child syndrome , that I need attention. I thought about this. I"m not one to get upset by people's opinions of me I like to think on it and see if there is any truth in what there saying...maybe there is .
So last night I want to a house party and with my wonderful attitude I embrace alcohol with a frenzy, People were impressed, but I just didn't care. Statement were made of how tiny I am and how much I can drink, I played drinking games that I had it played since I was 19 and ended having fun. People were so drunk I couldn't understand the words coming out of their mouths, I made this known because It was a little annoying talking to them .
Of course this morning I'm hurting and feeling it in the worst possible way, I feel like unicorns are stomping inside my head. why don't I think before I do things