so on Sunday I had a fly fly into my left eye and i'm not sure if that was the cause but next day i got a little sick. then on tuesday i got so sick i thought i was going to die. i usually get sick that bad 1-3 years once. but outside of that i'm fine.
i was better wednesday but couldnt sleep all night and managed to get a few hours in just earlier. at times like these i question why im alive because being that sick is so painful, that i wish id be dead. but here i am still breathing and doing good.
i gotta plan though. im getting on a schedule where ill be going to bed and getting up at same time. no more slacking around. im taking charge of my life and my destiny. life... HERE I COME!