Hallowe'en is my and my mate's anniversary. Pretty awesome, eh? We've been together for a year, but it feels like just a few weeks. There's a zombie-themed rave on Sunday, which is epic, 'cause we both fucking love zombie movies and games. She was in the hospital earlier this week with a high fever and abdominal pain. Not the first time, either. She finally got a diagnosis. Turns out she has some viral infection that swelled up her abdominal lymph nodes. They can't give her anything to treat it, but gave her some Tylenol 3s for the pain. Soyeah, she's gonna be fine. Phew. I was fucking scared for a while. Turns out that she was asking for me whenever she was conscious, but her parents wouldn't call me, despite the fact that her mom was in and out because she works at the hospital, and her dad didn't want to stay. Kinda pissed at them. But they've been feeding me two or three times a day for the last couple weeks, 'cause there's no damn food in this house. I don't know where I'm going with this, really. Its just been a while since I updated my journal, and life's been shit lately. She's all I've got to look forward to. God, I love her...