Here we go again...First day

Here we go again...

First day off the regular pills...first day of the week. week...and I desperately need to cry. I'm going to have to. find some way of really piss myself off tomorrow so I can get to long, deep cry that I've been trying to write the last couple of months were can't seem to do because i this or that. I can feel the starting now cause I somehow think my dad is pissed at me. Well more like he tried to wrap me on what I'm eating. Told him I wasn't feeling well last night and yeah, vomiting since my body demanded getting ready to go it in an hour then. so anyway (starts off with that really heavy, strong heart-beat...then the upset tummy and that's when I decided to start beat my body to the punch). And he goes on to big tangent of "oh, pumpkin pie, ambrosia salad, sweet drinks...yup that's what made you sick." wtf, no it didn't. I didn't eat any of the pumpkin pie, I hadn't had any sweet drinks since basically all I drink is milk and water anymore, and I had to bites of the ambrosia salad which is what i think made me sick in the first season cause the date on the package was two days prior and I'm not confident it had been like in a few enough storage cooler thing. UGH. That shit pisses me off...telling me why I was feel good. And always assuming it's sugar. Okay, that's enough to send me fic now.

I'm going to go visit bed and deal with myself.