Reflection.

I've probably used this color before, because I really like it. If not, you now know my favorite.
Let's make a hypothetical situation!
Say that a person was abused when they were very young by their sibling, and say the parents didn't notice it. The sibling who abused the other sibling is X. The sibling who was abused by X is Y, and the environment is Z. The parents are A, and B, and the friends of Y are C.

This is the point of view for Y, because reasons.
When Y goes to school they have the first two years as a "normal" child, but on the third year everything changes. They become withdrawn, and then Z comes into play. Z could be anything really, but for this exercise we can have Z be the teacher, the one who should have noticed that something was wrong with Y, because Y wasn't like the other kids. Y was sucked into their own world, not interacting much with the other kids, in face Y would hide under tables and hiss at people! Y was constantly reading, yet they did poorly with schoolwork. This is the beginning of Y and their career at school as a "dumb" kid.
You know what? Screw the alphabet.
What I want to say is that it's important to validate your feelings. We feel, we're human. The fact that we're alive and feeling is something that's so important because that feeling is what we all strive for. It's to feel that I believe that we strive for. Happiness, sadness, joy, calm, whatever your poison is, recognizing that you are feeling something and then validating that feeling is ground breaking. By the way, this is me at 1:16 AM writing. This has no witty punchline, no pre-laid out thoughts. This is raw work, so if you want to, please tell me if your opinion differs.
Back on track, I'm just struggling with a few things, and the memories overload me. I'll be in the middle of my life, and suddenly I'll be taken back into my memories. Little memories that meant nothing now actually mean something, and they've come back with a vengeance. Remember that one time what you did this? Or hey, what about that other time? 
I suppose my more coherent/rational thoughts should be documented, and not this drivel.

Pasta Rules.

Today's post color is... pasta! Well, I think it kind of has a grain-ish sheen to it... right....?

Anywho, the topic is only loosely related to pasta, and that's only because I had a random urge to eat pasta today. This is actually a riveting tale about my current illness: A nauseating, throat-constricting, mind-blowing gang beat-down of a cold!

Bon Appetit ;)

I'm not really going to get into any gritty details for *slight* fear that I'll get bombarded with angry comments about monitors needing to be replaced...

This cold has been such a great experience don't get me wrong, but sharing isn't caring in this case.

Unless I don't like you.

I'll share this with you.

My not-so-subtle attempts at getting certain people to wipe their faces across their respective screens aside, I figured I'd share some helpful things to avoid if you ever find yourself in a situation like mine.

First and foremost, if you have the ability to do so, take medications. I know most everyone on the planet can drink unicorn spit, jerkbutt, I mean if you aren't on any medications that the cold medicine would interfere with, take them. Yes, I know they're gross and look like pumpkin gizzards, but I'm pretty sure you'll heal quicker. In my personal experience I couldn't take cold medicine, but my dad could. We both got ill at around the same time, and he's been taking the remedies (I got sick of saying medicine...) and he's getting better a lot faster than I am. There are tonics out there *just* for fighting these buggers, so if you can, I suggest taking advantage of them.

In my particular case I couldn't sleep that much, so I decided to be smart and tried to excersize to run my stamina down.

I broke a sweat by trying to sit up, so it wasn't my best plan.

Be an obedient leper and sit in bed. I don't care if your eyes are unscrewing from all the flailing around you're doing trying to get comfortable, don't get out of bed. We all are on the page that gravity is out to get us, right? Good. Well as soon as you get up, it's going to take that opportunity to introduce you to the floor (Think of it like a clingy ex), who then won't let you up. If you must, just be aware of this, okay?