Wasn’t I happy last week? I think I was. Saturday I woke up with what at first presented itself as a hangover (Friday was fun, but I didn’t drink that much), which by that night was still raging. I had driven to Boston for an evening at the Northeastern campus. I was still weary, my friend apparently was not. Board games ensued and briefly helped distract from my nauseous shell of a body. I couldn’t feel anything except this awful wave of disgust. Everything. Even my teeth hurt. I tried to eat; couldn’t. Nursing my bottle of Sprite, the can of God-awful Miller Lite beer long since forgotten.
I fell asleep on the Mass Pike on the way home, a lot of times. It was irresponsible of me, I should have pulled off the road and slept in my car. I make bad decisons. Sunday was a long shift at work, made slightly more bearable by 400 miligrams of Ibuprofen. Once the fever broke, I thought I was good. I felt the same on Monday, and Tuesday. I wake up every morning feeling fine, but as the day progresses I just start to feel terrible. Swollen glands, irritibility (though, isn’t that the norm at work?), loss of appetite. I just keep drinking water and OJ, and the only thing I feel like eating is trail mix.
I love dried fruit.
I’ve had two lectures this week about why I should never ever drink. Ever. Until I’m 21. My dad apparently can’t make up his mind, because at first he was saying he will not tolerate it; then he said he understands I might be experimenting with things like this. But that doesn’t make it alright. I actually feel kind of bad about it now.
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This one is my favorite. I’m in it. There were originally 4 pictures in this post but I took out two. |
The last two are both at night. It was dark. The camera was placed on something still and set the exposure times to 2 seconds. They came out kind of neat. They’re not phenomenal but I’d appreciate (negative) criticism.
Spring break: hiking. As soon as I get money, I’m going to buy shit. There is so much on this planet, and all I’ve seen of it is in the suburbs of Worcester.