solitary confinement, pillow pets and mickey mouse

Yesterday I woke up with food poisoning or some other horrible disease (minor exaggeration) that thankfully only lasted 24 hours. I was quarantined to my room for majority of the day. But around 7pm I couldn't take it anymore and came upstairs away from my dark cave of sickness, Netflix overdosage and boredom. I found myself totally alone in my house. No one was home? Surprise, surprise. I flopped down on the rug next to my 20 year old hippie grandpa cat and lay there until someone came through the front door. My mom plopped groceries down on the counter took one look at me and this was the conversation that followed...

"Honey, how are you feeling?"
--- "lonely."
"Okay, but how are you feeling physically?"
---"lonely."

I find it strange and very unhealthy that I can't be away from people for too long without feeling emotional and sometimes if it is long enough physical effects. I remember watching some random documentary on Netflix (probably when I was sick and yet again banished by my mother from germing all the doorknobs and tv remotes...) about solitary confinement and how the people were showing signs of psychological distress after being in there for less than a half hour. I believe it...

One of my worst fears? Being alone. Betcha coulda guessed that one. Eh?

School started again... I missed 3 of my 4 classes from my "disease" and I am slowly feeling better. I am still exhausted but I don't think that is really anything new... We took a family trip to disneyland and that was fun. It was a surprise and my parents didn't tell us where we were going until we got outside of Vegas. We looked up and they were both wearing Mickey Mouse ears. It was pretty cute. I had a blast. We stayed in our condo in St. George and this video is what happens to my sister, Olivia,  late at night... her voices start to come out. And this is her newest one... enjoy! I think I may start her own youtube channel.