Okay, maybe just a little. Yesterday was one of the tougher days. I couldn't sleep all night. I was hungry. I was dizzy. I was pouting. I was... in pain. I fucked up and ate lasagna, which is a no no. What I really want is a normal meal. Some salad, diced potatoes and chicken. I just want to get back to feeling right. My stomach is still not right and everything I have makes me feel icky. Ew. I'm whining. Did I mention PMSing? *looks up* Guess not. This is a shitty week for me and an even shittier week for Jake.

I also hate that I'm stuck in this fucking apartment and have nothing else to write about except being stuck here. *sigh* Maybe I should just take a hiatus until I get out. Blah.