Ask me how it feels.

I'm just in the blogging mood.

The past three days have been really lame, for sure. I must have downed 64+ oz of water during my shift at work Thursday night-which also meant I spent a lot of time in the bathroom as well. After my shift I went with my friends to cosmic bowling. Even though we didn't really spend any time bowling, it was still kinda fun hanging out with Connor, Shane, and this other girl. We spent most of our time just chilling and enjoying the others company. It was just about 1 am when we finally did bowl. I was feeling fine throughout the night minus the occasional coughs.

On my way home, I got pulled over. Scared me senseless. I had my license, registration and insurance on me thank the Lord. I apparently didn't come to a complete stop on the street that I dropped my friends off at. I didn't get cited or anything though. Probably because the officer was over the top kind to me and that I gave off the good girl kind of vibe. I don't know but I'm really thankful because I don't exactly have two hundred dollars to pay for a ticket and go to traffic school again.

Saturday I woke up with a bone-dry throat again and had a really whooping cough. I called my mom and told her to try to find someone to work for me. The biggest accomplishment I had that day was taking a bath. Yup. I napped that entire day until about 4pm when I looked at my mom's text message. There was no one to cover my shift. Figures. So I called her to find out what was going on. I thought of the worst case scenario, and that was that I would have to go in despite me being desperately ill. The whole day I ate breakfast and nothing else.

Things really took a turn for the worst when she told me that another co-worker that was supposed to work tonight was also sick and that another one just barely left Vegas and had to be there in a half hour. I thought for sure I was going to be screwed, but what ended up happening was that my mom and Katie stayed til six. When I found this out, I just snapped. I for some reason didn't like the idea of making my mom work a double because I didn't feel good. So I worked up enough motivation and was drying my hair when she came into my room to check on me. From there my emotions took over. I fought my tears as I told her that she didn't need to work for me and that I was going in despite my condition. I don't know why exactly I felt that way, but I guess it's because I hate being 'lazy' and having to have other people take care of me. She reasoned with me and told me to go back to bed and from there I pretty much broke down. I felt so helpless. I wanted to help out so bad but because I was so weak, I could not. I couldn't help myself. She offered to go get me a snack and a drink from the gas station which I gladly accepted. She went double over the top and got me two Sobes' and two danishes along with lots of medicine. Survival kit.

On Sunday I spent yet another day on bed rest. I felt very weak and frustrated because I couldn't go anywhere again. My friend asked me to take them to Connor's farewell and I couldn't. Plus Adam's farewell was that day which I could also not go to. The whooping coughs and my congested head were particularly fond of me. I don't think I've slept so much in my entire life. In spite of all the rest, I have been frustrated because I have not had the motivation, much less the energy to get my homework done. I have to say that I'm really thankful for video games as that was my major source of entertainment.

Then today. Today's been a little better. Today I was able to get completely ready. I even made my bed and got new sheets on. I also drove for the first time since Friday and man that was weird. I still feel a little weak overall, but I did go get myself some real food. We ran out of soup yesterday so today I got some french fries and an Oreo shake. My diet is finally returning to normal I'm glad to say. I was able to get some math done. Math that isn't due til Thursday. I need to find the motivation to do everything else now. I haven't talked to anyone in days which has also sucked. Kind of makes me feel lonely. My brother has had planet of the apes over today and twice I had to tell them to chill out because I can hear every little noise that goes on upstairs in my bedroom. Plus my room shakes anytime someone jumps or whatever. Certainly hoping for a normal day tomorrow.