Short Fry

I'm beginning to feel like the last fry. You know, the one under the ketchup pile that no one wants to eat because it's so acidic. The one that's left behind because it tastes different. The one that got buried.

HPV Shots

For those of you that haven't already heard, the HPV shot has come out for use. They are debating over whether to make it a mandatory vaccine, and for many people (about 93% of the population), this is completely fine. But the other 7% is not so lucky, and you need to get informed. I have been to four doctors now including the ER and none of them seemed aware about this small 7%.

A small 7% of the population is at risk of having an allergic reaction to the HPV vaccine. If the symptoms are not connected many cases may lead to appendicitis or even death in several cases. Many of this information is available online along with many stories of people that have died or have lived to tell their experience.

Some of the very first symptoms occur when the shot is given. One common symptom is an extremely painful burning sensation in the arm where the shot is given. This shot is said to have hurt more than normal shots, but some people will have their whole arm hurt for days (longer than what is expected), and some have said to have the pain spread to their chest. Along with the shot, in some doctors offices they make sure you stick around 15 minutes after having been administered the shot because some cases involve the patients passing out. Passing out is usually excused as anxiety from needles, but even people who have no fear of needles at all still can end up passing out.

If you start to notice drastic changes in your personality, life, or habits after this shot, pay attention to them. Bring them to the table. This shot contains some harmful ingredients, ones that the human body should not be consuming. Some of these include ingredients found in cockroach killers, and some can cause infertility in rats. Please pay attention to this, it can flip your life upside down in a heart beat.

Running from emotion

I wore my hair back today, but no one was there to see it. I smiled all day, and no one was there to call me on its lie. I was sad today and no one was there to give me a hug. I was spacing today and no one was there to bring me to life. I didn't sleep last night, and no one was there to kiss me good morning. Because no one was gone. You were gone. You were off doing that again. Doing the things you do when you can't face your emotions. Running away from life, and seemingly running away from me at the same time.

Birthday Peace

December 26th. My birthday. The day my existence is acknowledged. The WORST day in my life besides Christmas. Great. I feel like every year that one day should revolve around them. I am nice to people on their birthday because they deserve to feel good. I feel that important people in your life should be recognized for what they do and who they are. My birthday? I wake up to a great "Happy birthday Ms. Pissy." Wow. That's what every person wants to hear first thing on their birthday. The.  One thing I asked for was quiet--just to get to sleep in and have a little time to myself... but instead I wake up to that great saying and people trying to force store-bought presents down my throat. What ever happened to quiet and a little bit of time to yourself? How do people live like this? I need to buy a remote island.

Level

It's not that there's anything wrong with me, it's just that I don't think there's anything right.

Christmas

I don't mean to be the Grinch, but I really dislike Christmas... It's the time where your family comes together and pretends to be perfect for the sake of pictures that will last a lifetime. It's a time where tradition is kept and smiles are supposed to be baked. Where people come together to celebrate family. And I can't stand it. There's so many bad memories, and my family is gone. How do you celebrate a single day that ironically marks one of the worst days you can remember? How would you want to remember something so sad that it makes you want to burst into lonesome tears every time you see a Christmas tree? I don't. I don't like looking at Christmas trees. I can't stand the look of happiness on other people's faces. I can't be around so many people filled with happiness while I rot away inside myself. I cannot stand Christmas.

Imagination

It hasn't been until now that I realize what I believe in. Many people believe in religion, have faith, follow their instincts or heart. I believe in imagination. Imagination is what propels me forward when I think I'm done. It's what keeps me going when I want to give up. It's my savior from all the stupidity I find myself putting up with. I love imagination. My imagination is where I want to live. It's what I want to follow, it's how I'm going to choose to write my life. I need it more than anything, because without imagination I would be nowhere. I can't say I don't listen to instinct or other beliefs in my life; but more than anything, I believe in imagination. Without imagination, the world would go nowhere. So I am going farther than I ever thought I would be. I am going to live, and doing with the love of my life; Imagination.