Post by Fern on Oct 6, 2011 17:49:01 GMT -5
The title says it all.
First off - I have strep throat. Didn't know it yesterday, know that today. I get this once a year any way, so who cares?
I was at school yesterday (Didn't know I had strep) and over the course of the day consumed the fallowing and the fallowing only: Three cups of coffee, energy gum, chocolate and banna bread. I did not sleep well.
And- here's what's making my heart be stabbed three-million-times over. I've been waiting to voulenteer in this haunted house for all of my life (okay, since I was three >.>) and just this year they dicided that they were going to take people under thirteen if they were good enough and their parents signed a conscent form.
Trust me, I'm good enough. I'm already half insane out side of a haunted house, in one, well....
Any way- I missed the casting call by a day because I had not checked their face-book page that night. I want to freaking die. I can not even begin to tell you how I feel right now...
Also - my birthday is the eighth, I'll be spending sick with strep throat. Happy birthday to me >.>.
Maybe it's my medicine that's making me so emotional, none-the-less, I feel this way right now.
((Leave me the truck alone if I seem irrational! I DON'T care. I have waited forever and now I have to wait even more. I. Am. Heartbroken.))
First off - I have strep throat. Didn't know it yesterday, know that today. I get this once a year any way, so who cares?
I was at school yesterday (Didn't know I had strep) and over the course of the day consumed the fallowing and the fallowing only: Three cups of coffee, energy gum, chocolate and banna bread. I did not sleep well.
And- here's what's making my heart be stabbed three-million-times over. I've been waiting to voulenteer in this haunted house for all of my life (okay, since I was three >.>) and just this year they dicided that they were going to take people under thirteen if they were good enough and their parents signed a conscent form.
Trust me, I'm good enough. I'm already half insane out side of a haunted house, in one, well....
Any way- I missed the casting call by a day because I had not checked their face-book page that night. I want to freaking die. I can not even begin to tell you how I feel right now...
Also - my birthday is the eighth, I'll be spending sick with strep throat. Happy birthday to me >.>.
Maybe it's my medicine that's making me so emotional, none-the-less, I feel this way right now.
((Leave me the truck alone if I seem irrational! I DON'T care. I have waited forever and now I have to wait even more. I. Am. Heartbroken.))
Strep throat sucks, I used to get it every year but stopped in like fifth grade. How old are you turning on the eighth?
