6.09.2010

brasa rotisserie

its 3am. i am more awake then ive been all trip. it seems to never get dark here. even now it lookes like 7pm. i am going to school with juliane today. she has an exam about America, so i will be her 'showandtell' in some sense. Last night i was so embarrassed. they gave me the choice between hotdogs or moose soup. i was pale. they put the moose soup in front of me and jay reassured me as he said...it tastes just like beef. for all of you who dont know... i am vegan. i dont eat any animal products. and its not about cruelty to animals, its about being healthy. and i havnt eaten meat for a while now. so the smell of the moose soup was filling my lungs. and i almost cried. i poured lingonberries into the soup and started picking at those. i mixed them in real good so it looked like possibly i had eaten some. i felt like i was sick again. i felt like i was starving again. i started making excuses. like... oh its good but i am so full. or i have been snacking all day! imagine that! i told her i felt sick and that i was allergic. she then offered me a hotdog...
forget it. i ate rice cakes.
123456 change.
this one goes out to all yo babies mommas...
i am so sick of fricken trusting people. you act like me. honestly. i have something called a traumatic brain injury. so when i say things...like ohh ill call you... i mean in at the time. but i forget in about 34 seconds.
you.act.like.me
it really pisses me off. go smash your head 8 times and ill feel okay when you dont follow up on your word...but right now... i think its pathetic. you will get no where like that. and no this is not about a stupid phone call, or text message. this is about your life. if you go on living like your ass is the most holy thing on this god forsaken earth... i will not even look at your ass with respect. your word is your most important tool. if you screw that over..what do people have? your actions follow your word and your word follows your heart.
lie to me. i promise... i'll believe.
i know that i cant live up to my word. i know i hurt people. but i pray to God i never hurt anyone like you've hurt me.
that being said....Good Morning! to all your norwegians God Morgan! Jeg ønsker deg alle godt! i wish you all the best!

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