I feel like I've been hit in the face like 6 times already this morning.
And due to that lovely CRAP that the dr.s insist I swallow, my body feels like it's been ran over by a truck. Twice.
And tomorrow we go back to school. Um, yay.
And I've got this boy and I'm scared to death he's lying to me.
And there's about a hundred other things on my mind right now that I cant even type.