The Hell?

Why am I feeling this sick? And that thing was outside my window, just gliding about. Others have gotten sick as well. They think that some stomach virus is going around. I live in some apartments now. Did i ever tell where i live? i feel so dizzy. lookuing at this screen is making me dizzy. i went to the doctor and told him abput my headaches and he gave me some pills but the aeren’t working. it just makes me feel worse. i need to tell him to change my prescription. i need to start writing about illnesses. the kids are fine. i feel like throwing up


Quick Message

Happy Fourth of July to the people that celebrate it. I’m going to some party in a bit, and I’ll get to set firecrackers off. Sweet. So, I hope everyone has a great time. I know I am.

Being Sick Sucks

Yeah, I haven’t much motivation to actually write for this blog. I was actually considering to abandon this blog. but I thought against that. Lately, my headaches have been getting worse. I really need to see a doctor. Anyways, a couple of days ago, I saw a strange figure on my way to work. He was in an alley. The reason I was in the alley in the first place was because I wanted to take a short-cut to work. I have to walk there, and I was running late, so I took a short cut.
There was a man, at least I think he was a man, gliding down the alley. He wore this slick, black cloak, and he had a really nice yet bleak hat on. I could not see his face, for he had a birds mask. I think he was going to some costume party. No one ever invites me to those parties. *Sigh*
Research tells me that the outfit he wore is known as a plague doctor. Plague doctors were mostly prominent when the Black Plague or Black Death was around. They wore that outfit to scare off the spirits that were causing the illness. Also, they had sweets in their beak to protect themselves from the stench of the sickness. They thought in was in there air as well. Their outfit actually protected them from the fleas that carried Yersina pestist. At least, that’s what I am assuming the outfits did. Well, if you’re on the internet, resding this blog, you might as well research it yourself.
Well, I hoped you all enjoyed my little history lessons on plague doctors.

Work was fine. I work in a warehouse now. Luckily, my headache didn’t flare up that day. I hate being sick.


My cousin drank bleach a few months back. It was actually a few weeks after my post on her children. She’s dead and now her kids are motherless. The youngest had a hard time believing that she was gone because mothers are supposed to be invincible. She did leave a note. She said she had to get rid of all the toxins caused by it. I have no idea what it is. My parents and her parents believe that she may have been depressed about something. My aunt is extremely hurt and she blames herself for not seeing that her daughter was in pain. She still cries and my uncle just stays silent whenever I visit them.

I haven’t been posting because of that. That and I apparently have to take care of her kids most the time. The others times, they’re with their grandparents.

Well, I guess this is all I can say. Other than my head is hurting so bad.


I wish they hadn’t came over today. In fact, I wish they hadn’t come over at all. It’s not that I hate children, it’s just that I don’t like it when people mess with my things. I like everything to be in place or it makes me irritated, and I am very irritated.

I’m trying to find my CDs. Not music, computer games. I can’t find my MechWarrior. My X-BOX is no longer working. The twins jammed some crayons into the disc drive.

Now I have to go buy a new one and I don’t have the money for it.

I hate when this happens.

Killer Headache

I wish those teenagers would turn down their music at night. Some of us actually want to sleep. Now I have to look over my cousin’s twins. Both of them are about five years old, and they are very loud.

I really don’t want to look over them but Kaylee has some sort of meaning to go to. Her husband’s out of town.

I can’t wait to go to college. I am twenty-two years old and I still haven’t gone to college yet. I really got to apply for scholar ships and such.

Wish me luck with the twins.


I just got back from some late night party. It was draining. The only reason why I went was because it had food. Also, my parents made me go.

Well, expect an update in a week or so.


I have a form of it. HFA (High Functioning Autism)

It is a neurodevelopmental disorder. People with this often have impairments in the social department, communication difficulties, and restrictive, repetitive types of behavior.

There are other disorders similar to it. Like Rhett syndrome, Aspergers, PDDNOS, and Childhood disintergrative disorder. It varies from person to person.

Now, as I have mentioned before, I have it. I wasn’t diagnosed until I was a teenager, mostly because my parents were in denial of my condition. They thought I would grow out of “it” but I really didn’t.

They tried their hardest to make me “normal”. Trust me, they did. I remember one particular day. I had a sensory overload, that and something unexpected happened. I threw a temper tantrum. I was seven by the way. I refused to listened to my parents, ran up and down the aisles, screamed, and knocked things down. I remember hearing one lady saying that I needed to be put in my place, and a man saying that I needed a good whooping. I did get one after we left the store. It scared me and I would always go to my room and cry after those spankings.

Sometimes my brother would comfort me but most of the time he just said that I deserved them.

Luckily, these incident didn’t happened that often. Before my meltdown, I was already in a bad mood. I was bullied again. My peers thought it would be funny to take my backpack and hide it from me. Because of that, the teacher got mad at me. She thought I was lying to her when I told her somebody took my backpack. She punished me, gave me detention so I was unable to play outside for recess. And on top of all that, I got a bad grade on a test and one boy called me a retard.

My life has gotten steadily better as I got older.

I decided to write about my personal experience for a change.

Next entry should be more informative.


Barth Syndrome

 It’s a rare genetic disorder that usually affects males.




  • Cardiomyopathy- Weak heart muscle.
  • Neutropenia- Reduction in neutrophilis. It’s a type of white blood cell. It fights bacterial infections.
  • Growth Delay- Exactly what it says on the tin. To be more specific, it means that the individual is below the expected height and weight for his age.
  • 3 Methylglutaconic Aciduria- Just an increase in organic acid. Nothing more. It is measure through the urine, and result in abnormal mitochondria function. (Ah, I remember when I first learned about mitochondria. I used to have an obsession with micoorganisms. All of my peers used to make fun of me because of my odd obsessions. I was a socially awkward nerd back them. Now, I am just a socially awkward human being. Too bad I wasn’t diagnosed earlier with an autism spectrum disorder. What’s done is done. Also, I’ll be having a post on autism and how it has affected me.)
  • Cardiolipin deficiency- The mitochondria don’t make enough tetralinoleoyl-cardiolipin. T-c is a lipid for mitochondrial structure and energy.
  • Delayed motor skills.
  • Weakened immune system.
  • Chronic Fatigue
  • Low Blood sugar levels
  • Diarrhea
  • Some degree of learning disabilities



More Facts:

  • Females don’t usually suffer from this disease but they are carriers.
  • It affects multiple body systems.
  • It is an X-link gentic condition.



It is diagnosed with an urine analysis, DNA test, or prenatal DNA testing.


Additional Links:

Lucky Bastard

My brother is engaged. And she is beautiful. I wish I had a  girlfriend that’s pretty. The last one was pretty but then we broke up. Well, I should be putting up something new soon.