Exercise Isn't For A Pill Popper XD

That handful of pills I took last night really fucked meh over this today.
I didn't die (obviously) but that would have been a better option.
It's 5pm. It wasn't until 2 hours ago that I started to feel a bit better.
It took my mother 3 hours to get meh up this morning. I heard her but something wouldn't let meh get outta bed. I took the covers off meh & rolled over 15 times trying to get up. I was drooling more than usual & I had this weird taste in my mouth. Not like the usual morning breath. I finally drug myself up. It was an effort & a half. I stumbled into the bathroom. I had to brush my teeth sitting on the toilet & I hit my head on the sink washing my face. Then I got dressed and had to sit on the floor to put my clothes & shoes on. I went into the living room & sat in a chair.I haven't sat in that chair since our furniture was new. My mother was like what's wrong with you?! I said, nothing, I wouldn't feel like this if I'd hadn't taken all those pills (at 2am.)

Her: (yelling) What pills?!
Meh: My anti depressants.
Her: Where are they?!
Meh: In my room
Her: Give them to meh.
Meh: Go get them yourself!
We went into my bedroom, they were sitting on the dresser behind my hair spray that only she uses anyhow b/c I don't have that kinda hair.
Her: Well just leave em there til we get back.
Meh: Okayyy?

We left, when we got outside of our apartments gates she told meh we had to walk down the street to Kroger's, a grocery store.I was thinking are u fucking kidding meh?! I was stumbling & holding my head. I even stopped to sit in the middle of the sidewalk. I already live in a neighborhood full of junkies & addicts. I'm known to be the weird girl whose put together. Everyone was starring at meh.I was looking fucked up. I had to start holding my mothers arm to keep from falling. She knew what was up so she didn't shove meh off her like she usually does. We made it to Kroger. She went to the bank inside the store & withdrew money. I sat on the giant display of 6 packs of sodas all stacked up. I needed somewhere to sat & a grocery store doesn't have chairs! A tall skinny old man came by, looked at meh & asked "what if I wanted to buy soda?" I'm like "you can go to the other side.I was sitting on one of them.I use to be hesitate to sat on food displays b/c my butt was going on something someone had to eat.Fuck that! They will survive.It's all in packages.They can fuck off.

From there, we caught the bus to the library up the street.It was too far to walk in my condition besides mother wasn't going to walk that far today anyhow. She needed to use the typewriter to write addresses on envelopes.We have one at home but it's new & we didn't wanna do the assembly yet. I slept in there on a dusty metal cart next to mother typing. Then she was done but as we were leaving she realized she had to come back to type the address on the money order for my brother. I know you're thinking, why can't she just write all this? Well we don't send our handwriting to correctional facilities, that's bad luck apparently.

We then walked to CVS where she had to use the red Moneygram phone so that our home phone could have collect calls on it. My brother is in jail, he wants to call home. I slept in the floor of the candy aisle. I got up in 15 minutes.I didn't wanna cause any drama.That last time I got in trouble for sitting in their lawn chairs. Then I went to sit in a wooden chair, it was really uncomfortable & something was digging in my boney back by the Moneygram phone while mother was still talking to the operator. That person was stuck on stupid b/c they didn't get anything she was saying! My mother started screaming at the person. Fun fun.

From there we walked to the postal office. We have a friend at the postal office. She's really cool. One time she gave meh free stamps from The Simpsons cartoon. I still have a few left. The line was really long. We were the 15/16th people in line.It took a while to be served. I blasted my iPod w/o earbuds, playing all Miley Cyrus songs on shuffle. No one seemed to care.I don't think those old people could even hear.I tried to stand up as long as I could but I have to sit down. I looked like a total junkie sitting on the dusty black plastic mat. My butt started to hurt.My jeans have designs on the back of them that are embedded with metal like pieces.They hurt to sit on most times. I got up & stood for about 10 minutes.Then I had to sit down again. This time was in the corner by the copy machine Men kept coming to get giant envelopes above my head.I was hoping no one stepped on meh. You know I'm invisible. By now my mother was finally being served by her friend.The lady said she'd get meh something to drink but that wasn't what I wanted. I wanted to go home & lay in my bed.I started to get really irritable.I said I don't wanna anything to drink.I still had a lemonade Gatorade that was thawing out in my tote. I stumbling out & everyone looked like wtf is going on with that girl?!

Then we walked back to the library.We got there, the typewriter was gone. My mother made a big deal telling them we had walked all the way back there in the hot sun to use it & one of the librarians brought another one out. This one was old & dirty according to mother.I don't know.I didn't even look. She came and sat it down right where I was laying my head.I stumbled to get out of the way.My foot got caught in the bottom of the chair. I moved to a desk across from it & went to sleep. Mother said it wouldn't take long but it was about 25 minutes when she woke meh up& told meh we could leave. It was 1:10pm now. We went to the bus stop up the street, waited for it for 15 minutes. On the bus there were no more seats so I seat in the aisle. Someone got off, I had to get up & literally feel into an empty seat.How lucky?! We rode the train for a little under 10 minutes & made it to downtown Atlanta. We went to another postal office which also had a line out of the door.I was thinking "is this fucking serious?!" again. We didn't wanna stand in line for a stamp so we left & came back after we walked up the street & around the corner to a store. They'll sell you stamps for 50 cents even tho they really only sell food. They're like a QuikTrip or gas station w/o the gas pumps. No having to worry about blowing up. Then we made our way back to the postal office.Again I sat on the ground in front of all the people in the line. It was awkward. I'm thinking "just stop looking at meh" I'm just a girl. Nothing new. I waited listening to Paramore's "Brand New Eyes" album while mother sealed up envelopes & stuck stamps on them .Then we left,I had a bit of trouble getting off the floor.

We then walked to the bank where mother discovered that the teller at the grocery store branch had cheated her. She withdrew $93 & were missing $11.Doesn't seem like much but when you're poor, that's everything to you. She freaked out & started talking really loudly. The bank is huge, Victorian style & has an echo. Everyone could now hear. They all turned around to stare at us. The ceiling looks like it was done by Micheal Angelo or body from that era.It's really cool. It also has a Roman vibe going on. I studied about the type of art that band is built on in Art History last semester. Well,I did learn something. So she signed in to talk to a representative, not the same people who work with the cash, the people who analyze customer accounts. She told Sharon, a representative what the situation was. After them talking for 20 minutes, covering every detail, counting the cash we had left, twice, Sharon called the grocery store bank branch who told us that her weren't off balance which meant she couldn't have cheated us, but she did! Mother was sad, I was just pissed.I can get a new pair of jeans at Wal-mart from the kids section for $11! Then Sharon had another representative escort us to the bank tellers to withdraw the rest of the money.We had to pay the loan company & the electricity bill.

From the bank we went to the the loan office where my mother told the manager that she had visited the office last week but they were closed & she was a bit shocked when she saw a car flipped over in the street.Turns out they are filming a zombie movie in the area & using different parts of downtown Atlanta for shooting. That's so cool.She told us the movie was coming on AMC in October. I can't wait to see it! I probably won't even watch. The manager told my mother she should be happy that she didn't see the actors, they were basically dressed like the extras in Micheal Jackson's Thriller video with gruesome makeup & whatnot. She claims they looked like real zombies. If there are zombies.Some will beg to differ that there aren't.Will doesn't believe in zombies. My mother would have freaked out & started screaming while running down the street. Can u imagine?!

Then we went to Georgia Power to pay the electricity bill.That was the last thing we had to do. Boy was I happy. Mother sat down in the waiting area & had meh pay the bill.I was blasting Aly & AJ so almost didn't realize when the teller called meh up to the counter, glad I was looking.I tried to pause the music but my iPod froze or something. Dammit, piece of shit. I just yanked the headphones off to not be rude blasting music while at the counter. I payed & we left.

Walking back to the train station mother caught a glance of a mailbox. We stopped there for a couple of minutes.I sit on the sidewalk...again while she dug thur her purse looking for the rest of the envelopes she had to mail & her MARTA card. That's a card we use to ride public transportation. Every place has some form of them. She found it and we left.

We dropped by Family Dollar by the house on the way home & walked here. My tummy is seriously killing meh, it's rumbling & everything. I can't remember if I ate enough food yesterday to make up for all those pills.Uh oh, must take with food.FML. That's where I messed up.

Oh btw, at the bank, standing in line I saw Loretta, the lady who looks like Moe from The Simpsons & Loretta from Family Guy. Refer to this blog if you're lost. http://psychoscreamsofsunshine.blogspot.com/2010/07/we-have-lookalikes-on-loose.html
She was wearing the uniform again.I was like I seen you at the other bank in the grocery store.She was like "that's meh!" She seems nice *shrugs*