noshing On some mike and ike lol yum

Ughhh fml i still can't eat without feeling all the water of nausea that comes when i put food in my mouth >.<

at the mall with dad.
-t

had a horrible day. knew it was too good to be true.

mr. hook greets me when i jump in the ford: "HEY, HAPPY BIRTHDAY, YOU'RE SIXTEEN NOW! PYCHED!!" and me being all nonchalant, "yeah *ho-hum*"

don't want to go to school. i'm scared he's going to change his mind again. i hate this. i'm putting my hair up. i'm still sick, but mom doesn't buy it. fml