11/6/08

I wrote my first open diary entry on February 21, 2001.  I was in the 8th grade.  I had been directed here by a friend I met online when I was in charge of a rather popular website for a rather popular band.  My grammar was atrocious, my spelling was equally as bad.  And I was mostly trite and boring.

At least that hasn’t changed.

I feel like shit lately.  Dizzy.  Nauseous.  Tired.  Headaches.  It’s becoming problematic.  I’m not surprised, though.  I had been having a brief period of time where I wasn’t ill, in pain, or broken.  But I knew that would end.  It always does.

I meant for this to be deep and meaningful.  But I’m tired.  And dizzy.  And I think I may vomit.