Today was not my day. Woke up feeling die. I just woke up, super bad headache, stomach turning. I could even think. Great day. My brother just told me go back to bed. I refused and still got ready for school. I just grabbed whatever our my dresser. I looked like like most days. Joyest day, the point is I made friend with my toilet halfway during my second period. Sent home after wards. I hate being sick it royal sucks. I took nap when I got home. My dare cat keep bothering me wish she didn't. My mom went back to work. Staying home by myself with my loving cat isn't as greet as you think. Soon enough my brother came home. He just keep telling 'I told you so'. Thanks Gabe like I didn't know. My brother is sometimes like that. Ok always like that. Siblings got to love them. So being sick means I can't go to school tomorrow. Which is not good I have a very big test tomorrow. Welp. My brother can grab it for me then. At least I got some of Mom's chicken soup. I think that's all.
-Max signing off
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In The Life of a Gender Fluid Pansexual
RandomJust a on-site on what it's like to be Gender Fluid and a Pansexual. Basically a journal of my everyday life.
