bad night

I was gonna go to bed early because I was exhausted, but I stayed up so I could talk to my best friend. She's not doing too well. I noticed I was feeling pretty sick while talking to her, but I didnt want to leave. Eventually she left to smoke and I had a really bad seizure. I was gonna call an ambulance, but I dont know what the UK equivalent to 911 is so I couldn't. One of the hostel staff got me juice and a sandwich though, and some cashews in case i woke up low later.

I just barely made it to my room. luckuily no one else had checked in, so I had it to myself. I pretty much collapsed at 9:30 last night and was out cold. I did wake up once to a few worried texts from my best friend, but otherwise i slept the entire time.

I got up for good at about 6 after staying in bed for an hour and resting. I managed to do my laundry and get breakfast, but I'm still feeling like shit. I want to go to bed and sleep for three days or so.

I'm so fucking worried about my friend. i want to go help her but she doesnt want me to. I wish I could do something to make her feel better.

Today I'm gonna try and get an apartment. Supposed to call a lady to go look at her place soon. I hope I can make it. She said it's right on the bus line so hopefully I'll get there. I think I should try and call her now, 11am is late enough right? I mean she shouldnt still be sleeping. hmmm.

I miss bestfriend. I want her to be okay.

Royale with cheese, muthafucka

I just encountered the funniest real life Pulp Fiction reference ever. I went to Burger King for lunch since it's cheap there, and was highly amused to see a sandwich called the Royale up on the menu board. Under that, it said "with cheese." I have never laughed so hard in a fast food place before.

For those of you that do not know the brilliance that is Pulp Fiction, there's a scene toward the beginning where john Travolta and Samuel L. Jackson's characters are in a car heading for an assignment. Travolta's character keeps talking about how they call things differently at the Burger King in France, and how if you're in France, they call the Whopper a Royale with Cheese.

I'd post the clip but this network is denying me. Family friendly things suck.

But yeah. It's hilarious to me. Very, very hilarious.

of course, this is some kinda chicken sandwich rather than a whopper, but i ordered it anyway and had a blast saying "I'd like a Royale with Cheese, please."

lol. this has totally brightened up my day.

Also, I'm scheduled to look at a room tomorrow, and one on Sunday too. The people seem nice and i wasnt scared talking to them. Maybe i can do this after all.

I have the rest of the day free. i'm probably going back to the hostel and book a room for tonight as well. After I finish my Royale with Cheese.

98. Cuddle at least once

Task completed: sometime in late September, 2008.

I cuddled with DD. She claims she doesnt know how, but she does because when i was having seziures she cuddled me lots.

So, yay.

58. Give/receive at least 30 hugs

Start Date: May 12th, 2008

1. 5/18/08: Got a hug when my friend Lisa came over and surprised me. Yay!

2. 7/7/08: Got a hug from Diane the PFLAG lady.

3. 7/21/08: Hugged my friend Cassie at Village Inn. Hadn't seen her in years.

4-17(?). 9/24/08: DD has hugged me lots of times. lol.

Task completed: 9/30/08. I hugged DD about a gazillion times, and I got a hug from her roomie right before I left. Gotta be over 30 by now. Yay.

I caught a glimpse of myself in the elevator mirror

and i have no idea how on earth anyone can look at me and not recoil in disgust. I am hideous. I'm not going to do anything drastic about it, but I hate the fact that I let myself get this way. I dont think it's my self-esteem either. I just think I've let myself become disgusting and I hate it.

DD didnt act like it bothered her, she hugged me anyway. she's very sweet. Her roomies were sweet too. I cant understand why people on the street didnt look at me as if i'm a freak. i feel like one. I mean, it's not that uncommon i guess, but i still hate it.

Oh well. I is fatty. I should be jolly. *drinks more Irn-Bru*