I think I broke my tailbone.

Ouch!

My sister broke her tailbone, she had to have two surgeries and then was told that she will never be able to give birth to children naturally.

So, ouch. Hope it isn't the case :/

I'm getting made to go shopping, go to dinner, go to a club, stay in a hotel. All for these bitchy girls I was friends with at school. I don't have the balls to tell them to fuck off. I'm not fucking made of money.

I hate accidentally sitting on a testicle. So painful and unexpected.

^ Whenever I hear about a dude doing that I am so grateful to have genitalia that is neatly tucked away

I have a ****ing wisdom tooth coming in and it's making me ornery. I think I'm going to get a pair of plyers and pull it out.

Dayna has influenced me to somehow relate everything to food.
I don't know what to do with my life.
Cause I'm hungry and we don't have food.
xD

Not on the top half....

But yeah, testicles hurt like a bitch sometimes.

I ****ing love food, I didn't love food until after I lost like half my body weight or whatever, then when you don't want to each so much everything tastes better. I think because of my OCD I obsess and will eat the same food for a week straight, last week it was cream cheese on whole wheat bread, now it's oatmeal, om nom nom.

That being said, I would love to cook up some yakisoba noodles asap and make some homemade vegetarian lo mein. MMMMM

My gums hurt for some reason, my legs hurt after working today, i have a bit of a cold, i'm staying in tonight because it's too f**king cold and the footpaths are death traps, i'm very hungry and craving for a chinese, maybe some chinese food as well and my internet connection is sh!t tonight. That is all...