I've come the realization no matter what I do, or plan to do, everything will happen as it may. I mean honestly, I have been in bed the past three days. Today, I've been awake all day and I feel like I've been punched like 30 times not 20 but 30.
But what's worse, it's just not my sickness bringing me down. It's lack of something. I'm feeling all sorts of emotional. I think in part, this comes from being sick and I'm all worried I'm not getting better and such. But the career fair is freaking draining me. Tomorrow is the 2nd and last day and it will go by fast. What am I supposed to do? What the hell! I have no plan and my support system lives 850 miles away. I swear, my mom feels so bad for me, I hope I'm not running up the phone bill. I tend to be oblivious when it comes to my phone. Speaking of the phone, my cell phone, yeah I can't hear very well on it anymore. I think it's broken or I've gone deaf over the period of my last class. (It was three hours long, horrid, I KNOW!)

Oh yeah, I've realized the viewing of my website has decreased A WHOLE LOT. I get no comment (well I get NO COMMENTS AT ALL, but that's beside the point) on that party from my oldest brother, so I definitely proved he doesn't read. I can guarantee my other brother, Tim, reads. I think he reads and Jonny told me he reads. But I seriously think that's it. But you know what, that's ok. It's a blog. Sometimes it's easier to write then talk. I get sick of trying to explain stuff.

Ok, enough bitching. I should sleep. Goodnight moon.