Spending time with me is worthless if it isn’t quality time.
I haven’t written anything on here in a minute but I feel like I need to now because things are changing…Mostly good. But first, something weird happened today.
Last night my sister started the beginning stages on an allergy reaction. Her lips began to swell. By morning, her entire face was swollen…In the photo my mom sent (which I won’t post) she looked close to dead. Unrecognizable. My sister has 0 allergies. I was completely ignorant to the fact that all of this was happening.
At 12:00 PM I clocked in at work and headed out in the field. Before I walked over to my designated work area I stopped for a hot dog and chips. I sat down and pretty much swallowed the meal whole. At about 1:30 my hands began to itch. I kept scratching and scratching then I decided to look at them. They were covered in hives up to my wrist. I immediately panicked because I have a few allergies that are hard to dodge…peanut butter (the smell, can’t even touch it, definitely can’t eat it,), soy, iodine, seafood, mayo, pets, and dust. I could have been dying. So anyway, I went back to the office and by the time I made it back my face was covered in hives. My arms, tummy, and eyelids were covered as well. All I had to eat was a naked hot dog and Doritos’s, the safest meal I could possibly have. I can rightfully call it a random reaction to basically nothing.
After I got home from work I learned of my sister’s incident. I thought it was weird and connected. I felt like it happened to me because it happened to her.
Yeeaaaah. I’m just fucking high.
I really love to surprise people, at least those that I feel deserve it. However, I hate being surprised. Not because I hate being surprised, but I hate not knowing what’s going on when people are obviously trying to hide something. So people who are trying to surprise me realllllyyy have to hide it well, because I notice little things and pick stuff apart.
It is, it is..
I’m on YouTube with about thirty tabs open. Crack, I tell ya.