onigiri_otaku (onigiri_otaku) wrote,
onigiri_otaku
onigiri_otaku

*insert groan of exhaustion here*

I feel like pure and utter shite right now. Would you like to know why? I'll bet you want to know why. Well, here's why; my mother.

Last week, my mom and dad BOTH took a week of vacation! Normally, this is no big deal; it would simply mean that I couldn't read dirty fanfictions for a week. Well, last week for me was pure HELL!

On Monday, I was on campus from 7:30 AM to 10:00 PM.
On Tuesday, my mom insisted we all (her, me, dad, and brother) go to Weeki Wachee Springs. WWS is a state park, and we have family passes.
On Wednesday, I was on campus from 7:30AM to 4:30PM.
On Thursday, my mom made me choose where we went... I chose a zoo that's about an hour's drive from home, instead of one of the tourist-y places she would've chosen.... We left the house at 7 AM so we could go eat breakfast at this restaurant my dad likes, and we didn't get back home until 7:30 in the evening.
On Friday, we were going to see the shuttle launch. We left the house at 5 AM and went over to the Atlantic Coast. We stayed there for a while in the sun, surf, sand, and wind, and then when my parents were napping in the car the shuttle launch was scrapped. We left the beach at about 5:30 and got home a couple hours later.
On Saturday, I FINALLY got to sleep in! In the afternoon I had a movie date with LBC and had dinner with her and her sister. Saturday was good.
On Sunday, I lazed around in bed for most of the day. My mom sent my brother to check up on me because apparently my dad caught a nasty bug while we were at the beach.

Now, it's Monday. I'm sitting in the Student Center at school, posting here, and I feel like death warmed over. My throat is sore, I get short of breath and a killer headache if I talk for more than a minute or so, I ache all over, and I'm pretty sure I have a fever. I got my Public Speaking professor to let me take my final on Wednesday instead of today. I have to come early on Wednesday because my French professor forgot my textbook. I have my Sociology final on Wednesday afternoon.

For right now, though, I want to curl up under my fuzzy orange blanket and pass out. I'm running on fumes, and I don't know if I'm going to make it to my Drawing & Composition class tonight... not that I need to attend class tonight. Tonight is a make-up night, and I'm already caught up in my work.

I think I'm sick mostly from my mom dragging me all over creation last week and not letting me rest at all. My feet are swollen and sore from all the walking, too. I can't not go, though. If I don't go along with her every whim, she confronts me about it and says that I don't like her anymore..... which is complete BULLSHIT!!! I LOVE my mom! I just don't want to spend ALL my free time... without any free time! I like to RELAX when I have the time! For the past two months now, she's been dragging us off every weekend to go to the beach and to State Parks. I tend to get sick when I spend a few hours at the beach. Going to the beach almost every weekend for two months has finally taken its toll on me, and now I'm sicker than I've been in almost four years! Ugh, I feel like I'm going to DIE!!! I'm even starting to feel feverish behind my eyeballs, which is a really bad thing.


TLDR;
I'm sick, and I'm pretty sure it's my mom's fault.

I'm going to end this post now so that I can stop thinking. Thinking is making my headache worse, and it's starting to make me dizzy.
Tags: blaaaaah, crap, fucking school, fuuuuuuuck, i loathe people, life sucks, ouch, school, tired as all get out, ugh...
Subscribe

  • Just a bit about how I'm feeling at the moment

    I get scared when I'm faced with the future. It scares me so much I want to curl up in a corner and cry. I don't dare reach out for help. I…

  • Please tell me...

    Since when has it been okay for me to stand on my own? Or has it been this way from the start? This love/hate relationship needs to stabilize. The…

  • Well, this is interesting

    I seem to have somehow found myself president of the Creative Writing Club. Can you say what the fuck?! Seriously, I don't know how I landed…

  • Post a new comment

    Error

    Anonymous comments are disabled in this journal

    default userpic

    Your IP address will be recorded 

  • 1 comment