get down with the sickness.

mono.

ahaha. mono? me? nawwww. i gots the virgin lips.
but i did get tested for it. and if we're being honest... i think id rather have mono than a cold. it makes me sound more hardcore.
so last night i tasted death. no, not some awkward inuendo, i really did think that i was gonna die. i had like those types of daydreams when you take the current situation and add onto it until it evolves into something that could never ever happen. (vicadin screws with your head) this is how mine went:

im laying on the couch, almost unconscious as my dad feels my head and announces that im burning up. (here comes the ficticious add ons) he calls the ambulance. i black out until the extremely attractive medics roll me out into the night. i see the faces of my neighbors. the henrie family with tear stained cheeks. yes, allllll of them. then i wake up in the hospital 2 days later. surrounded by flowers and cards and crap. good times. tons of people had been there... somehow upon waking up i look extremely attractive and smootch comes in. he too, extremely attractive. he comes in with flowers and...and thats pretty much when i decided i shouldnt get my hopes up.

but i am feeling better today, i got some magic pills that make me coherent again. yay. and anyways i am currently in my parents room waiting for someone hot to txt me and watching new moon. my life.

now i dont know what to do.

so, heres the thing,

i dont like people. people make me angry. especially the boy type. and the girl type. so ya everyone is pretty much suckin right now.
im just in a weird mood i guess
ya so i may or may not have had the BEST night of my life on saturday. but whatever. cause its like up and down with this kid. i think he doesnt know how retarded i am. cause hes kinda retarded. he should just come out and be like " look, i think i made it painfully obvious by my actions and words but just so you know... I. LIKE. YOU."

why cant he just say that? id have so much respect for a guy that would say that... grrr.... enough about this.

in other news, fellow bloggers, i....i....

crap. so i just realized that my life is really lame.

okie dokie. wanna know why i had the best night ever??! (merrie this is for you, because your the only one who is nice enough to listen to my weirdo life stories week after week and pretend like you give a s***)

there we were. me and him, him and me.. outside of olive garden (where i had just met his super cool friends btw.) he gets down on one knee and asks me to his senior prom! heck yes.
now for those of you who dont know me, i LOVE cliches. like seriously. its...sad, really. so this "proposal" was totally amazing to me. so yes. thats what happened.

 ill probably delete this post later cause it makes me sound like such a ditz. an emo ditz. which is weird.