2004-07-01-8:16 p.m.
I turn 22 today. I talked to Sarah so late on the phone that I said to her that I was turning 23. Ah, but it's really 22.

Was going to go to martial arts today but the right side on my body is inflamed. The neck, part of the shoulder, the back of my neck and all the way down to my upper right back. All on the right side. I feel sunburned. I can't turn my neck right without feeling my skin ache like an old man. In general I don't get sick. But what I lack in the flu, throwing up virus, ect I get in skin or muscle problems.

(psss, don't worry, my face is very clean and nice. That's why some people call me sweetcheeks. I don't mind the women saying that, but I'm not sure why the guys like doing it too. Sorta freaky.)

I'm not going to go through my sick chart. That's too personal and I know everyone would agree.

Diaryland Reader: "Whew! Thank God."

But why is my skin on fire? I don't know. I can move around fine, it's not nerve problems. I do have that fungus on the back of my neck that blocks the sun's light. Maybe it's burning up from the tea-tree oil? I love tea-tree oil, it does amazing things. Although, it smells so if you want a kisses and hugs, do not wear it.

I don't like having problems with my body. But at the same time, I do like having these strange things happen. I like the experience and the stories (true and fiction) that could be told. Now a days though, it seems average for everyone to have a bad back or a knee cap. I hope never to have a bad back, it puts you on the sidelines. I guess the blue collar line of work is out then.

Maybe a jelly fish snuck into my bed last night and gave me a couple love taps.

I bet Sarah is going to ask me about the jelly fish and why we were sleeping together. We read each others diaries. Is that normal? Would you ever start a relationship with someone by handing them your diary and telling them that you're not going to hold back what you write even though it will piss the shit out of them? Ari told me it takes guts to let other people read your diary and then to write what you want to write. We're both expressive people anyways.

Sarah has her castle design.

Ben has his lego art.

I don't know what love is. I just go along for the ride and smile. I learned that from Sarah.

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