8.14.2002

im back.
I moved back to the Q on friday. And Ive been internet-less until now. Ive been pretty sick too. After a dizzy spell and no color in my skin, I went to the doctor here in CT. He diagnosed me with Dehydration caused by Heat Exhaustion. Yeah so I feel like a million bucks. My sweatbox, as I affectionatly call my room isnt helping me much. I just wish I was at home. Mom said shed come and pick me up, but I know they have a thousand and one things to deal with, they dont need me on top of it. So I sit in my room most of the day. Yesterday I ventured out to a session for RA training. It was good to get out. But at the same time all I wanted to do was to curl up in a ball and cry myself to sleep. Some people think that I am faking this because I have no visible malady to compete with. It just the fact that I get extremely tired very easily, and I have no energy to tollerate bullshit. Which sucks but I usually have a high tolerance. I snapped at Ryan in the car last night. I didnt mean to. I wont get into it.

Whatever. Im learning who my real friends are. The ones that really give a shit about what will happen to me. The funny thing is, its so not the people I thought it would be. God I wish I was at home.

peace...

Current Music: Our Lady Peace - Innocent

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