i am allowed to act any way i wan when i’m supposed to check my god damn blood glucose in the morning and after doing every god damn thing that i can stil can’t get any decent blood out out my fingers or arms don’t even get an attitude with me you should fucking know how moody people can get and i’m moody on top of that and ljhljljfjlfjfhklgflkglkhghlf
fucking FUCK I JUST WANT TO CHECK MY GLUCOSE WHY CAN’ I GET THIS SHIT TO WORK AHRRRGG FUCK YOU
the more i read into diabetes the more i realize i should have caught this fucking sooner but nobody even bothered telling me and my stupid self never thought of going in for a test. just how long have i actually been diabetic? since i saw my first signs of high blood pressure? Maybe. i’ll never know really.
just plz guys if you have a family history of this shit or you’re not as active as you think you should be just go get a blood test since it’s way better to be safe than sorry.
also this explains my teeth. fucking sugary saliva uuugggh.
i’ve only been to two funerals in my entire life, and both times it rained horribly.
this makes it fucking dangerous and nerve wracking enough but my uncle is old and can’t see and i am not even kidding several times i thought he was going to get us killed.
and my bladder and stomach both picked the wrong day to be overactive so needless to say lots of gas station stops.
oh and did i mention the two uncles carpooling with us are fucking insane radical christian republicans who believe their church is the only one going to heaven despite having a grand total of five members? yeeeeeah imagine what i had to heard those ten fucking hours. especially after the funeral they said so much shit about the preacher doing the funeral and i just wanted to snap and tell them both to shut the fuck up because jesus doesn’t like people that judge they should fucking know this if they read the bible but nope they have to be stupid fucks.
and then i never heard the end of IF OBAMA GETS THE OFFICE AGAIN HE WILL TURN US INTO A HITLER STATE AND WILL ERASE VOTING AND HE WILL RULE OVER THE US WITH AN IRON FIST AND KILL ALL THE OLD PEOPLE AND HAVE SEX WITH ALL THE WOMEN AND HAVE ALL THE ABORTIONS AND holy fuck i wanted to punch them both in the balls so hard for being dumb shit ugh
yeah i didn’t have any fun at all the only thing that save me from going insane was my mp3 player which somehow survived the trip without dying
god bless you nine inch nails and mindless self indulgence and various korean pop music
i kinda of vanished off the face of the internet yesterday and most of today because there was a death in the family and i got drug along to the funeral
which, yes, i felt obligated to go even though i didn’t really know him that well he was still family but at the same time it’s weird when you hardly know them or anyone in your family and while everyone was hugging and crying i just pretty much stood in the corner like the black sheep of the entire family
there were over 800 people there i’m not even fucking kidding it was insane and overcrowded
also it was a carpool and i wasn’t driving thank god but being squished between three people is not fucking fun at all and it was ten hours total on the road never a fucking gain