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Jan. 19th, 2005 07:34 pm
*whimper*
I feel like crap. Utter crap.
I have a ton of math to do, have to clean the house because the house inspector guy is coming tomorrow, prepare for two in-class exams tomorrow morning, the cat keeps clawing my foot, I have writer's block, and we're moving.
And I don't feel well. I'm running a fever and my throat hurts. And I feel like whining, but no one is home.
Whine. Whinnne.
That feels slightly better.
On the plus side, I got a new mp3 player. So now I have music to go to and fro from school with. And next week is exam week. I love exam week. I don't know why. The stress that has been piling up all semester seems to disappear when exams show up. I feel as free as a butterfly. And then I end up saying stupid things like that! Hip hip hooray!
I'm going to see Bright Eyes with Lia on Friday. This is another reason to be happy.
You know what? I did my drama performance the day before last [it counts as my exam], and barely anyone showed up to watch. It was a regular school day even. They were supposed to be there. Only Two people came. TWO. Out of an entire class.
Jerks...
Everyone showed up for today's groups. And there was a foot of snow on the ground, but they all still came. 'Cept Peter. But we weren't really expecting him.
Ew. My step-brother has some greasy little punk over, and the kid reeks of cigarette smoke. He's twelve, and he smokes and that's ridiculous. And don't say 'Maybe it's his parents', because I've seen him smoking.
And to end off: we were watching 'Field of Dreams' in english today, for no reason.
I feel like crap. Utter crap.
I have a ton of math to do, have to clean the house because the house inspector guy is coming tomorrow, prepare for two in-class exams tomorrow morning, the cat keeps clawing my foot, I have writer's block, and we're moving.
And I don't feel well. I'm running a fever and my throat hurts. And I feel like whining, but no one is home.
Whine. Whinnne.
That feels slightly better.
On the plus side, I got a new mp3 player. So now I have music to go to and fro from school with. And next week is exam week. I love exam week. I don't know why. The stress that has been piling up all semester seems to disappear when exams show up. I feel as free as a butterfly. And then I end up saying stupid things like that! Hip hip hooray!
I'm going to see Bright Eyes with Lia on Friday. This is another reason to be happy.
You know what? I did my drama performance the day before last [it counts as my exam], and barely anyone showed up to watch. It was a regular school day even. They were supposed to be there. Only Two people came. TWO. Out of an entire class.
Jerks...
Everyone showed up for today's groups. And there was a foot of snow on the ground, but they all still came. 'Cept Peter. But we weren't really expecting him.
Ew. My step-brother has some greasy little punk over, and the kid reeks of cigarette smoke. He's twelve, and he smokes and that's ridiculous. And don't say 'Maybe it's his parents', because I've seen him smoking.
And to end off: we were watching 'Field of Dreams' in english today, for no reason.