Another boring Saturday night in my dorm.

I'm sitting here with this massive stomach ache. I can't really go back to doing work. I am crawled up in my bed holding my stomach. I have the paper write it's due Monday, have a test on Monday and the test on Thursday. Thank goodness for voice recognition through Dragon NaturallySpeaking. I missed dinner tonight because I couldn't do anything I had the shivers and it's usually really warm in my room. I listen to all my floor mates going out. Shouting what dress should I wear ,how many shots I like taking this time. You know I tried convincing people to take me out for the night, in the past. Maybe I'm just too good of a kid. They don't want to ruin or maybe because of handicapped they don't think I can party like them. Fuck that I'm in a wheelchair, (this is the first, Cussing in a blog) . But it supposed to be your thoughts and feelings. Maybe they don't want to feel responsible for me. I don't even try anymore. For don't matter I haven't really hung out with a girl in like forever. I guess this is cooped up sob story of a handicapped teenage boy that dorm room.