Sunday in the city.

I went to sleep at 11pm on a Sat night that is unreal that never happens. I feel better mentally but my body still feels weird it sucks because i feel like I have been couped up in my apartment for sooooo. many days either sitting or laying down. When I woke up I was hell bent on going to the Breakfast Club to get myself some real food, Breakfast club is the best spot in the city to get some good am food. After breakfast it was time to do the laundry which has not been done in weeks and I wanted to wash my bed sheets cause in my neurotic head I think that if I don't wash them i will get sick again from the germs that are on them from when I had the fever and all that good sickness stuff.While doing laundry at the Wesley house I drove into Allston town and got myself a soy chai latte and paid a visit to Orchard to say what up to whoever was working the joint.Its always good to hit the strip in Allston town on a sunday.It felt good to be out of my apartment for more then 10 mins, and to breathe some fresh air in. The suns out and things are looking up as long as I can get my health back to normal then things will seem real good.
P.S. Scott Pilgram vs The world. Don't waste your time.

About me.(this).

So I have this other blog that I used to update, but I lost interest in it and have decided to start writing more instead of just posting up pictures.
Wednesday morning I woke up feeling like hell on earth mixed with the feelings you get when you run into a wall.no i wasnt hungover I was sick. I laid in bed for a while debating whether or not to call my cooperating teacher that I student teach with and let her know I wasnt going to be able to come in today cause i felt like utter shit. I didnt I rushed around my apartment getting my shit together and bolted out of the house and made it to the school on time. I made it through one class and by the second I was just some idiot standing in the front of a ceramics room about to fall over and die in front of 12 10th grade girls and one dood. I went home and from the time I got home until about today when I woke up I exsisted on my couch and my futon. I am not one for vegging out but I had no choice this thing got me good, and now its saterday night and I still have no energy so im posting up with frozen pizza hostess cupcakes and im gonna put myself into a stipor with some nyquil.

Feels good to actually write something.