I’m ill, I’m alone, I’m annoyed and I’m friggin’ suicidal.
MIGRANE DESU.
Yeah, being on the computer isn’t going to help it one bit but I don’t care. I was dilerious last night. Apart from going to bed at 7pm (and I hate early nights) I tried to plug my DS charger into a box. Yeah….I’m so not in the right frame of mind. ¬_¬
Mum’s gone to Ormskirk ’cause my (sinlge mum) cousin has a kid that’s got what I’m getting + diarrhea on top of that, so can’t miss work today, and mum’s the only person who can help that hasn’t buggered off to Spain for 3 months or lives in Barnsley AND IS A TAX DODGER.
I have been left alone (well Kassy’s upstairs but when did she count?) and my only company was a pile of dishes until I washed them. I flooded the kitchen and got my clothes wet.
YER LEAVE IT ALL TO THE SICK PERSON YOU STUPID TOSSERS I HATE YOU ALL RIGHT NOW! ESPECIALLY EDWARD CAUSE HE’S OFF WORK.
Now, I’m listening to music. Oasis yay.
