don't expect me to move.

happy monday. 

i went to bed with thee worst headache. 

and woke up in the exact same condition. 

not to mention i've had a terrible cold lately and can barely breathe. 

i finally pulled myself together and hung out with jess. 

to add to the headache i got ridiculously crampy. which never happens. 

i got an ice cream cone, and helping her color her hair kept my mind off of it. 

i got home around 3:30. 

changed into leggings and a sports bra. 

found a book. 

climbed into my warm bed. 

put a hot rice bag on my stomach.

and have been here ever since.  

i'm pretty sure my head is going to explode.

i might go up for dinner. 

but i might not. 

life's.. good?