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Current Mood: sick
Current Music: Hey Mama - Black Eyed Peas

I just got up from a three hour nap and I feel as if my deranged sickness (whatever it is) has gotten forty five times worse. I'm taking some honey lemon tea and going back to bed.

Which, thinking of it now, seems oddly empty. Maybe because it is oddly empty. Durh.

Lia, Sarah and Brendan phoned from outside some weird indie club earlier. Poor Lia may actually be losing her mind.

At least she doesn't have a fever.

*whimper*

La la la la! Show tomorrow...? How about that. Never been this sick on the eve of show before. You know, other than that ridiculous mono thing. And even then I was only SM so I didn't even need to look or sound presentable.

To call the director or not? I'll wait until morning, to see if my fever goes down.

Current Mood: thirsty
Current Music: Boondocks Saints Theme

I suck at life.

Lia's tea party was beyond fun with the delicious tea and the yummy food and the wonderful company. My only complaint was that all the frickin' caffiene ruined my sleep schedule.

But it tasted so good! I think the Lady Grey was the best. But it was all good so I'm not even sure. All I know is that I like tea. Fucking like tea.

Mother bought me jeans today. Jeans I am not allowed to wear until I move out. Uh-huh...

Current Mood: grateful
Current Music: 16 by 32 - The Decemberists

My boyfriend baked me a pie, because he is the best boyfriend in the entire world.

Tea got cancelled, but at least I still get to go hat shopping. Mayhaps we can reschedule.

Current Mood: exhausted
Current Music: I Never Knew His Name - Brooklyn Live

!!

Lia and I went for tea today- hooray and fun. The tea itself? Not so good. That is the last time I take tea recc.s from a silly head. But everything else about tea was good. And we did some shopping. I bought a scarf and a skirt and "live Brooklyn" recording from Song & Script.

Yes my friends, I found the elusive Song & Script. And I chatted up both the clerks and another customer. I now, on top of all the wonderful, have Brooklyn. Live. In all it's glory. And I really like it. Even if parts are a little crackly. And Mom doesn't like it because she says one of the girls sounds like a cat.

And then, ew, I had to go into Chanel to find Lia. And the security guard totally gave me a death glare, but I defied him and didn't die. Sucker. Did you know that if there was an earthquake during the few minutes I was actually in that store, I would have been sliced to ribbons [not gibbons]? Yes. I would have been. And do you know why? Because they built the entire store out of mirrors. It was creepy.

Mom just called me upstairs. We got a letter from 'Broadway Cares' today, thanking us for our contribution. I says, no no no, thank YOU. ^^ Charity makes me happy. So does having pretty things. So everyone wins, ja?

There are no altrustic actions. Heh, at least I learned one thing this semester.

Back to school tomorrow. Boo to all of that. but I hope to accomplish much writing during spare this semester. Maybe I will start a daily writing meditation. Maybe I will actually finish something I begin. Maybe the sky will be purple and it will rain yummy gumdrops and pastry swans that actually taste like swan.

Maybe?

But now I have to go and find::
my uniform
my backpack
my February DR Transit pass
a few binders
stickers and various decorative stuffs
my pencils and pens/batman pencil case
more cough syrup

Current Mood: drunk on tea!
Current Music: Wake Up - Arcade Fire

Do you know what is freaky?

Nine. Nine is a freaky number. I have had NINE cups of tea in the last two days.

I don't even like tea all that much. And I am talking tea. Green tea, actually. Straight up. No sugar, no milk. Just tea.

Nine cups of it in less than 48 hours.

And the worst part is is that I am getting used to it.

Now, hot chocolate is another story. That stuff I could drink for ages. I've had about... oh, twenty cups of hot chocolate since November started. I drink it in the morning, at school, at work, when I get crazy plot ideas at a million o' clock in the morning.

If Nano doesn't kill me by the pure hardness of the writing, and Mr. Malkin doesn't kill me by just loading the work on for all of eternity, then I might die from hot fluid overdose.

[Seriously though, an essay on Les Mis? You're supposed to watch it because it's good, not because it's supposed to have historical signifigance to the course. Silly man.]

[I mean, it has historical signifigance to the course, but leave us alone, sir! We have enough to deal with. We don't need ANOTHER essay from you.]

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