We are only here for one more night.

Entry eleven: Pain in the-

badfairy@gmail.com — Wed, 15 Jul 2009 11:17:06 GMT

My butt hurts.

So does my head.

I have a butt ache and a head ache.

And that is all I have to say, at this time.

Entry ten: Splitting headache...

badfairy@gmail.com — Sat, 20 Jun 2009 12:35:21 GMT

[Gabe]

Do you remember when my Dossier said that starting November '08, I would have a lot of frequent migranes?

Well, they failed to mention I'd go about 7 months before they came back with a vengence towards the end of June...

I don't know what happened, my visions just...freaked out about an hour ago, which is why I'm awake at 8:30 in the morning on a Saturday. And it's not even like I've been stressed lately, and I didn't see anything important, but they definitely went berserk.

I hate asking this but...do you have any more of those pills you gave me? I think it was called Tramadol or something?

If not, than I'll take anything you've got...I just know that worked last time.

[/Gabe]

If I had plans with anyone today, I'm gonna have to cancel them. I don't feel good.

I'll call everyone tomorrow, if I'm feeling better.

Entry nine: Hibernation begins...now.

badfairy@gmail.com — Wed, 20 May 2009 22:48:46 GMT

[Private]

I think I'm just going to stay locked away in my room, and sleep until this year is over.

God, that's pretty pathetic, isn't it?

I just wish that wasn't really what I feel like doing.

I've already slept for such a long time. I passed out at like....9 last night, and slept until 12 this afternoon, and started crying again as soon as I was awake enough to remember everything that happened. I was just so tired.

I don't want to bring everyone down with me, but how am I supposed to keep this a secret? Everyone has more important things to worry about. I'm sure they'll figure out something is wrong when they mention Dan and I start crying, again. This should be fun.

Why me?

[/Private]

I ~~need~~ want to eat a lot of unhealthy food.

I'm talking about greasy, fried things that are dipped in chocolate.

Any suggestions?

Entry eight: Time for a check up.

badfairy@gmail.com — Mon, 11 May 2009 12:56:43 GMT

[Private]

It's been one week.

Are we supposed to go back to acting normal, again? Has enough time passed?

I hate this. I hate not knowing what I'm supposed to do, or say. I hate that all of this is happening, and to people I care about. I hate that I'm the one who has to watch it happen, even if I'm not there.

I sound so selfish, though. It's just...I have a gift that can be used for good, but...all it's been used for lately is watching my friends die. What a gift, right? Sometimes it seems more like a curse.

God. This is exhausting.

[/Private]

[Gabe]

Hey there, stranger.

~~Are you alrig--~~

I haven't really talked to you in a while...

[/Gabe]

I've come to realize that I do not mix well with Vodka.

~~Or, at least not the amount of it I had on Saturday.~~

Gotta learn the hard way, right?

On another note, I'm so excited for school to be over. No school means more time to spend doing things I actually like to do. I'm sick of writing papers, instead of hanging out with my friends.

Also? Said friends who don't already work with me should definitely stop by my job today, since I'm working 10-6 today.

Entry seven: Can't be happening...

badfairy@gmail.com — Mon, 04 May 2009 21:04:44 GMT

Someone tell me that what I saw was wrong.

That it didn't really happen. Please.

I can't go back to work today.

My head hurts.

Entry six: Take a cha-cha-cha-chance!

badfairy@gmail.com — Mon, 27 Apr 2009 12:41:07 GMT

WELL!

I MUST SAY!

TODAY IS A WONDERFUL DAY!

SQUEEEE!

Entry five: Britain DOES have talent!

badfairy@gmail.com — Tue, 21 Apr 2009 21:19:41 GMT

Holy crap!

Susan Boyle, ftw!

If anyone hasn't heard this woman sing before...I feel bad for you. Everyone should go watch her now, because she's amazing.

I'M SERIOUS, GO WATCH IT!

^_^

Entry four: Here comes the bride...soon!

badfairy@gmail.com — Tue, 31 Mar 2009 19:43:07 GMT

So, who else is excited about next week?

[Dan]

You're still coming to my parents wedding, right?

That sounds so weird. Like, who else says that? 'My parents wedding'.

They've never been very good at doing things in the correct order. Ha.

[/Dan]

Entry three: To-do list. Ho hum.

badfairy@gmail.com — Thu, 19 Mar 2009 20:20:57 GMT

Things I've gotta do, in no particular order:

- Finish my English midterm.
- Buy new clothes. Seriously, I feel like I haven't gone shopping in about 8 years...
Alright, maybe it's been 3 months, but STILL.
- Get my dress fitted for the wedding...and be reminded that I'm shaped like a 13 year old boy. UGH.
- Finish my math homework.
- Remind my boss for the millionth time that my name is Marlie, and not Marlene.
- Steal my glitter pen back from Alena. ( Yes, I know you still have it, buttface! xD )
- Get my hair cut.
- Hang out with Gabe and Abbey again. I haven't seen either of them in EONS. ( Grr! )
- Change my Myspace song, because having the Sesame Street theme was funny for a while, but now it's making me want to punch something in the face.
- Pick somewhere to go to dinner tonight, because Dan chose last time. I'm so indecisive!
- Do laundry.
- Buy some more pickles for my Mom.
- Buy some more pickles for my Dad. I think they both need their own jars.

Hmmmmmm... I'm sure there's more, but I can't think of anything else!

Entry two: Kirby cuteness.

badfairy@gmail.com — Sat, 21 Feb 2009 08:00:52 GMT

Oh my Gosh!

Do you guys remember Kirby?

Okay, well, if you do, you should look at this, because it's absolutely adorable. And even if you have no idea who Kirby is, you can not deny the cuteness that is:

This Picture.

Isn't it SO CUTE?

I'm easily amused.

Dan, you should apprecite number 31. xDDD

Entry one: Valentines!

badfairy@gmail.com — Sun, 15 Feb 2009 00:59:20 GMT

[Dan]

Soooooooooooooo...

You're totally my Valentine. I thought I'd let you know. XP

[/Dan]

Mmmm...candy hearts.

Someone should really keep an eye on me with those things laying around, because I might slip into a diabetic coma or something after consuming far too many sugary sweets.

No pressure or anything.

It's either that, or take them away from me...but that will make me sad. And then Valentine's day will suck.