Friday, June 17, 2011
9:42 PM ● get up c'mon get down with the sickness

my cold is making me dozy. like, not even functionally slow, possibly full on retarded.

i hate being sick. i hate the fact that this is the bachelorette weekend and i'm blowing snot out of my nose and hacking up phlegm like it's going out of style.

yeah, that's me, the maid of honour, coughing up a lung. don't mind me. i'll just die quietly in this corner.

i haven't written in here since the twilight awards. i mean, the mtv movie awards. the one where robert pattinson was drunk and harry potter lost every category it was in to twilight? yeah, that one.

i feel like i'm missing telling the world something.

oh right! i booked a flight to new york. yeah, i know i just came back but you know what i could care less. it's summer. we'll hit up central park. we'll go to the shore. we'll drink and we'll tan and we'll just be. that's all i want right now.

well, honestly right now i just want to not have to hack up a lung every twenty seconds.
and for this wedding to be over with, like, asap.

xxxxxx

(live)