Tuesday, January 31, 2012

Today

Today, I woke up.
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Later, I died.
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 Then I came back again.
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Now I wanna just go and die again.
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And there you have it, folks. My day. I hate being sick. And my stupidity for going for a jog while being sick. That's why I died. But I came back somewhere in the shower afterwards. And now I wanna go die in my warm, fluffy bed, and ignore the aspect of getting up tomorrow morning.


Oh, and in other news, I had a poptart today. Totally. Made. My. Day. <3
Sometimes it's the little things that help you make it through a rough day...

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