I need love
and you're just a liar
So don't tell me I'm wrong
because I really thought we belonged
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The poemish thing isn't about her. But we really got into it a few times last night. I may go on and on about how wonderful it is, but my heart is breaking more and more everyday. Because I need her like Bella needs Edward. But in my version of New Moon, Edward moves on and loves Bella and another girl. We'll call the other girl...California. Yes, in case you were wondering, I AM pathetic beyond all belief. I need a distraction. And a hug. And quite possibly a date with Ben&Jerry, the only men in my life.
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So last night, I ended up taking TWO Vicodin. It was...interesting...To say the least...I probably should have only taken 1 1/2 but...I didn't. Persciption Ibuprofin makes me sleepy, just one makes me tired...So I take two vicodin why? Thats a very good question. Sunday night, one vicodin made my dreams interesting. But I slept from 11 pm to 9 am. It was blissful. Monday night, one vicodin did nothing. I woke up at 5:30 in the morning in crazy immence pain. So last night, I waited to go to bed until I could tell that it had kicked in. OH MAN... Amy+Vicodin+Sharpies= one heck of a good time. Sharpies distract me no matter what I'm doing. I like to draw on myself, paper, the walls, other people ect when I'm on the phone with people. It has something to do with being an ADHD kid. I hafta keep my hands and my mind busy or else I can't focus. So I was on the phone with Shadowfrosty, drawing on myself and when I sit up, everything is very...floaty. I was dizzy, but not like...can't walk dizzy. It was a very weird feeling. In case you were wondering, yes, I was the one that made her mad...And that's how her hand made friends with the hot water. Silly her. OH, and this girl I keep talking about, that's her. The one who I spent two years with and still can't get over. Yep, thats the one. She's my version of Edward. And if you hadn't gotten that far into the puzzle...California would be her girlfriend that I don't like to talk about. MMMhmmm. And in this twisted little story, Edward still promises to keep all of the promises he made Bella. MMMhmmm. That's the way things are now. Yay for me.
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So...Vicodin induced dreams...Shadowfrosty drove a clown car and came, in said car, to pick me up for prom. Yes, prom. Now, under normal circumstances, I would have been like...WTF?!?!?! But in this dream, it was...normal...I didn't question a thing. Just proof that Vicodin is goooood stuff. This was all Sunday night. And believe me, it gets weirder. So may dad, asshole that he is, leaves every morning for work, at a bank. He's not a teller or anything, he works at a processing type place. He fixes the computers. He's clean cut and not at all grungy. But in my dream, he went to work normal, and by the time he came home, he had quit his job, joined an 80's big hair band. And yes, he had the hair too. Normally, he's beginning to bald. He's 55, it's normal...But not in Vicodin land. He had leather pants and a leather vest on and when he walked in the door, my mother was all over him in a second. And not in a good way. She was reeming his ass. She had been in the kitchen, and I remember being surprised to see her in the house, chopping something to he walks in and she's waving this incredibly sharp knife at him...It's all very amusing in my mind. I forget why she was mad. It wasn't the hair though...But anyways, in this dream, my mother lived in the back yard with her dog. In a lean-to type shelter. And she was all natural. I'm talking, the dog and her had about the same amount of hair...Holy cow...it was weird.
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In other news, I am not going to work today. Or tomorrow. I just...don't feel well enough. And I stil don't have much of a voice, so yelling at a bunch of little kids isn't really an option. I would go though...If I didn't have to ride the bus to get there. The last few days, I've done nothing but sleep. Hey, I'm not complaining, I never get enough sleep. Yesterday, I had to go to the orthodontist, and because of all the pain meds I've got, my mouth didn't hurt afterwards...They always ask me before I leave if I need some Advil or some tylenol. Yesterday, in my head, the answer was: Nope...I've got Vicodin at home, but thanks! That probably wouldn't have gone over well. But my orthodontist said that if I wear my rubber bands (the burden of my existance, I would rather be straight.) really well, then my braces come off in two or three more visits. I go in there about every 6 weeks. My next apointment is October 9th, so 12 weeks after that is...January...My senior portraits and pictures will all have braces. :( BUT! I get to graduate metal free. So there's my little piece of sunshine. It's lookin like nap time...But first! Online shopping, I have a $100 gift card burning a hole in my pocket...
♥
Amy