I wish I had a positive affect(effect?) on people. I'm not good with words, so I don't know how to comfort people. If you're looking for comfort, don't look for it around me. Sure, I empathize, sympathize but I can't express it through words. I'll just give you short word answers or make you feel crummier. Even if I'm lively, it seems like everything I touch withers and dies. -_-;
I don't know what's wrong with me. I feel like bawling my eyes out, ripping my hair out, and throw everything. I ate some lunch today, but I'm dryheaving. I'm coughing like hell, and trying to puke out nothing.
I don't want to step out of my room right now.
My mom's mad at me because I'm getting sick and not doing anything about it.
Whatever. It comes and it goes.
I spoke with my little brother, JJ, a few minutes ago. He was a big fat lump underneath a blanket. He talked about how he wished all of us (Jenn, me, jr, and him) were wizards. He proceeded to chant spells from Harry Potter. That made my day. :)
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