I HEARD FROM MY BOYFRIEND.

People are commenting on my status, and I don't understand their humor at all. So awkward, LOL.

Lonely, sleepy, hungry, and in pain. This is just a terrible combination, and yet I'm in good humor. NOTHING MAKES SENSE.

You know what I'd like? Chocolate. And crunchy food.

The rudeness and lack of sympathy that some people express is simply disgusting.

No swelling. I consider myself very fortunate in that regard.

My faaace.

OMG, it's like the most glorious invention ever.

Off to try to get a new phone.

John Lennon's "Imagine" comes on. Waterworks. Awesome.