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Well after that great night of nothing but waiting for those great front row/center seat tickets to Daft Punk I got sicker then a dog, no offense, because of something I ate. Food poisoning. And of course it had to all hit me as I got on my computer to look up a phone number.

Story time!
I got up at about 11:20am to get the number of a long time friend who has just come back form a trip moreless, not feeling well from the start I was going to call her anyhow and see what she had planned for the day. After all I need to get out more with other people. So as I sat down and opened my browser my breathing became harder and harder. It felt like I could not get enough air into my lungs to make my body feel alive. So I got up knowing something was going to happen I got up and started at the door, tripping over boxes and trash in my room I only made it to my door before my body got rid of the food I had eaten the day before as a late lunch or early dinner. It was my wonderful salad that did not look or feel so wonderful then. Puke hit my door and dripped down as I slammed my hand over my mouth to keep the mess to a minimal I got even more sick from the sight and threw up even harder out of my nose. At that point I felt so weak I just knelt at my door with my hands on the floor panting. After a few minuets passed I tried to call for my dad knowing that if I stood more was to come. I called as loud as I could with a shaking voice but there was no reply. I waited for about 10 minuets or so in a almost [pathetic pose on the floor before getting up and running to the bathroom to sit on the toilet. You know what happens next, right? When all the left over food your stomach did not even bother to finish the rest comes out the other way. The smell made me throw up even more onto yet another floor. By this time I was in tears from the pain of the acid eating away at my throat almost as a punishment it seemed. I sat there for a while but it was not long before something else horrible happened. Yep you guessed it, the one thing that could have made it worse came. My period. Stupid thing was earlier then normal and the cramps started in pretty bad.
After I was done in there I decided to use my dads favorite old t-shirt to clean up the mess in my room since he was so kind to come in my aid how could I not replay the favor? He was watching some T.V. show he told me, ‘Oh I heard you but I figured it was not important enough for me to get up and miss my show’ Gosh he is a great dad! *smile*

Anyhow. I laid in bed with an open window in hope that the fresh air would do me some good. Oh how wrong one can be. You see a few new people have been moving into the house next to mine and they happen to have a dog. Don’t get me wrong! I mean dogs are great! Man’s best friend and all that jazz… But this dog… It barks and barks and then barks some more! So I put up with it for a while all the while feeling even more sick but after about an hour passed of nonstop barkage I had to do something about it. I got up and put a coat on and made my way over to the front door to their place. I was so dizzy I could not look up or I would fall so I looked down as she opened the door. I started off with a nice hello and how has your move been and she did not reply so I went on with business of course. I told her ‘I understand that the dog is part of the family to them and I wish it the best but right now if you could please take it inside. It is barking and I am very sick right now, I need to have my window open in order to get new air in my room but your dog is keeping me awake. I just need to sleep this off you know?’ Her reply was not so nice. In fact it made me angry to hear her rudeness and inconsiderate words. ‘No! My dog don’t bark. You can close your window and be sick on your own. She if I care about you. My dog don’t bark at all. Now get.’ Ok first off can you see what’s wrong with this? Grammar? Do you speak it!? So I shut my mouth and walked away. I wanted so badly to tell her that if the barking did not stop I will call someone to take the dog away. Which I plan to do. But no. I was too sick to deal with it and I told myself before I even went over that I will not be rude. I walked back to my place and laid back down to tied to even hear the dogs yipping. I fell asleep for about two hours and woke up running to the bathroom.

What a day I say. Davy helped out a lot though. Since my dad would not go to get me anything he brought me some chicken soup and 7UP to drink. And Brandon, one of his better buddies, gave me a hot pad for my sore back. That helped me a bunch too since it hurt to move. Thanks guys!
-end story time.

A dearest old friend of mine is getting better and better off in life! He got a job and he… I do not know the right word for it but I will just say sold some poetry. I hope to get a copy of the book he will be in. It makes me excited to see him excel. Grats! And way to go! (just in case you read this <3)

And… I am working on a cool way to show all the art I have gotten over the years in my journal so keep and eye out for that!

No more tail on my avi anymore. Kinda makes me sad, I still look at the first place in my bottoms for it but it is not there ^^; Oh well… I have 4,900,000 to get my own. *sighs* gosh I am no where near one. *points at herself* Maybe I will set up some kind of a quest thread. So look for news on that as well!

See you all later!

P.S. I am feeling much better so do not worry.

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