Just as I thought I was getting better, it's all getting a whole lot worse.

And.. I hate it.

My stomach hurts, my head hurts from time to time, and I'm not hungry even though I am.

It's pretty hard.

Don't like it. At. All.

But, anyhow, you can't stay mad forever, I mean, this is my body, I can't hope it will become something that it's not.

And more.. my day has been long. I didn't really belive that days could be this long.

I've been waiting for the day to end, but it hasn't...until now, I suppose.

I've been able to clean a little bit, at least make it.. look nicer than it did.

Right now?

I want to sleep.

Or at least for Grey's to start.
I'm finished, or .. it feels like it.

So, hoping that tomorrow will be better!

Nighty night.

Sleep tight.