Always a one-writer girl

d-3-l-i-r-i-o-u-s:

Kiss me. Hold me. Love me. Show me I’m not like everyone else. Make me feel like we’re perfect for each other. Touch me. Make the sparks fly. Don’t let me go.

(via maurafreakingisles)

So I’ve been really tired lately, and I went to my doctor to figure out why.  Been feeling shitty all week, runny nose, sore throat, the whole deal, and he told me I am anemic, I have Vit. D deficiency, and I have had mono recently.  I don’t know how I got mono because A) I’ve never had my first kiss and B) I don’t know anyone with it.  Now, I know it’s unlikely that people would talk about this, but still.  You would think that if you knew (if they didn’t that’s another story) then you wouldn’t chance spreading it.  And yet, here I am, not allowed to share anything with anyone because I have had it and can be contagious.

Today, my mom got pissed at me and yelled her ass off at me because I wasn’t feeling good, wasn’t hungry, and was curious how to toast a frozen bagel.  Started my day off crying.

Next, I finally got the guts to tell the guy I like a lot that I like him (although my friend sent the message, I still told him.).  He thinks it took some serious ‘balls’ to tell him, but it’s too complicated.  Yet he never told me if he liked me, or he didn’t.  I never got a straight answer.

Not only did he not give me a straight answer, but come to find out, he was talking the girl with the biggest mouth who doesn’t know how to keep a secret and doesn’t like him about what I told him.  So now, with just six days left of school, I have to worry about her telling everyone, which was the complete opposite of what I wanted to happen.

Finally, I took my grandma to physical therapy for her knee, and I had to watch as she cringed in pain as the doctor worked on her.  Not how I planned to end my day.  Now I have to deal with my mom and worry about rumors being spread around, a week before summer.

Awesome…

And I know no one will probably read this, but what the hell.  I need to get it off my chest somewhere where no one I don’t want to know will see it.