another story

it's 20 past 11 and i am exhausted. I have taken an exempt to write on here because I feel like I need a brake from making spreads on my dumb typography class. UGH! It's been pretty hectic with me lately... I've been going nuts here. seriously.

so after coming back from my oh so great and eventful thanksgiving break in san francisco, i come back to new york only realizing that my neck was excruciating painful but i thought to myself, "fuck it, its only bound to get better... it usually goes away," wrong. After sleeping for a couple of hours, i wake up to a splitting tension.. and minutes later, tiffany wanted to get printing paper from her closet.. in which requires a chair to climb up, she lifts up the chair and.. TEAR. I tore my muscle tissues. had to go to the hospital the next day..

and no no, the fun doesn't stop here...

my cheek was also hurting.. and TURNS OUT that i had to get a root canal the same day i tore my muscle when i was in the hospital..

just you wait..

the following week.. my teeth starts to hurt again.. apparently the root canal was not the most successful root canal and i was also allergic to the stuff they put inside my gums.. so I went back to the hospital again.. got surgery, yes surgery and came home, oh wait.. after coming home, i went back to the hospital ONLY REALIZING THAT I WAS BLEEDING TO DEATH.

long story short. i was sick.

the end.

penis.

so its finals week. and im dying already, physically and emotionally. WHEW!!

oh the best part is.. within all this shit happening.. i still had to go to school. I HATE PARSONS

peace, love, and cheese nibs,
tiffa