Today. Today. Today. Tired. Tired. Tired. And my leg is infected with pulse? however u spell it. bisul to wat some pple kol it. n i hurts so bad. i can't sit and i can't even lie down. sheesh- the pain is excrutiating. m like fidgeting in the bus and the person sat beside me got irritated. sori aite- it hurts so bad tt i cun help it. i tink becoz of this im having high fever. or maybe i've overworked myself. nemind abt tt, tomm daddykins bdae. got him famous amos cake. yummay- but sad thang i had to work. hope he liked his gift. i cun type much now. this pain is killing me. au revoir.
posted by B Junior @ 12:20:00 AM