Always waiting for tomorrow
Always waiting for the new to come around
Always waiting for the new to come around
Well today... I was sick...
I was supposed to go shopping, Christmas shopping. Yes I know it's a little late for that, but that's what you get when you're a procrastinator, and have no way to get to the store any other day. Anyways, I was all pumped to get out to Walmart and buy my brother and my dad something, but of course, something has to arrive and kick me in the a** and spoil my entire day.
I went to bed at 12, which is my usual time on the weekends, but was woken up 2 hours later at 2 o'clock by my stomach growling and hurting. At first I thought it was just cause of how fast I ate my dinner, which is normally the problem, not this time, this time I was sick, throwing up sick. I was in the washroom at quarter after 2, and stayed there till around 6ish, till I finally made my way back to my bed to fall asleep till around 9 when my dad woke me up to ask if I was feeling any better.
I wasn't, so I just shook my head, sat there for a bit, and then disappeared into the washroom, when I finally let it all out of me... and that's as far as I'll go, I'm sure you don't want the full details of how I throw up.
So to make this short story shorter, I got it out of my system after hours of sitting in the bathtub curled into a ball...
I'm still feeling like s**t, my stomach's still turning around inside of me, and I have a slight headache from lack of sleep I've been getting. But, I spent most the day thinking up ideas for my story that I'm getting around to writing, so I wrote some of that, only real thing I did today.
Still waiting for the grass that's greener
Always waiting for anything but now
Always waiting for anything but now
