Do you want me to drive you to the hospital, or would you like me to take care of it here? - Carlisle Cullen

Oh joy.

Don't you love it when you have a really great night and the next day you feel like someones hit you over the head with a large hurting stick.

:(

Not happy.

But the party was uber fun. I love my friends and there coming together to celebrate my birth.

I don't blog much but yeah. I wanted to vent but not on Facebook. Sometimes I feel like sending something out into cyberspace without a reply. Like screaming in a cave with no echo. But sometimes all I want is a reply, so I don't feel like a complete and utter idiot. But well I quite possibly am a idiot.

xx raid