I HEART SPLENDA
Read my dull entry. I am so dull. I love Splenda. It makes me happy. I
love Splenda I love Splenda. I hear it's dangerous. I don't care...I
love it
I'm feeling blah today. Nothing is good right now. Or is it? I'm too much of a negative person, I don't see any worth in myself. So plenty of the times, things seem absolutely bleak. The day was alright for the most part I guess. I felt so prosaic. I'm too ordinary, but I don't know what to do about it. I guess nothing. Loser, loser. What does it matter? No one's watching. Eh, I'm not depressed. Don't get me wrong. I'm just feeling dull like I mentioned above. I stayed after school to work on CIM, but then I went to Art to finish my still life drawing. I didn't finish, but Mr. Mink was being cool about it, so he gave me until tomorrow. I'm not doing anything important. I think I'm sad because I'm not really reading anything right now. I was reading Siddhartha, but for reason, I haven't picked it up since Sunday night. I was reading Mr. Riggins's book on World Religions, specifically Buddhism, but I haven't picked it up since 3B yesterday. I need to read. I feel so much better when I know that I'm reading something. Their Eyes Were Watching God was a good book. The dialect slowed me down, but it kept me interested. Maybe because I'm a girl, and girls just tend to like stuff like that. But now it seems that I'm generalizing things again. I need to stop. I read Aimee's post on reading people. I realized she's right. I hadn't thought about it, but past experiences have helped me realize that sh'es rihgt. I tried my best to read what they were saying, and I couldn't. I thought I knew what was going on, but I didn't. I thought they cared, they didn't. I was so utterly wrong. I just want to sit under a tree, and either read, or talk with a friend under that tree. I feel bad because I couldn't go to the UIL Social Studies Practice. I do want to do UIL, but it seems that I'm too stupid for it, and by stupid I mean, I don't manage my time wisely, so I end up rushing right when UIL SS meets. I hate myself, because Mr. Lerma has been so nice about it. I'm officially hooked on black coffee with Splenda in it. I don't want creamer, or milk in it. I think it ruins it, and it's not healthy. Plus the Splenda sweetens it so much that it's simply sweet on your lips. It's undescribable. Hmm...or maybe I'm just addicted on it. No one else seems to see my point. Oh well. I don't care. I went and bought Splenda last night. MMMMM tons of Splenda. I think it's really sweetened crack. Oh well. I had a mug of coffee and Splenda this morning, and in 1A, I went 10 minutes where I was staring at the wall, not looking at anything. I don't know. It was funny. I think I moved my mouth like a fish. Haha...I'm losing my mind..haha
I'm feeling blah today. Nothing is good right now. Or is it? I'm too much of a negative person, I don't see any worth in myself. So plenty of the times, things seem absolutely bleak. The day was alright for the most part I guess. I felt so prosaic. I'm too ordinary, but I don't know what to do about it. I guess nothing. Loser, loser. What does it matter? No one's watching. Eh, I'm not depressed. Don't get me wrong. I'm just feeling dull like I mentioned above. I stayed after school to work on CIM, but then I went to Art to finish my still life drawing. I didn't finish, but Mr. Mink was being cool about it, so he gave me until tomorrow. I'm not doing anything important. I think I'm sad because I'm not really reading anything right now. I was reading Siddhartha, but for reason, I haven't picked it up since Sunday night. I was reading Mr. Riggins's book on World Religions, specifically Buddhism, but I haven't picked it up since 3B yesterday. I need to read. I feel so much better when I know that I'm reading something. Their Eyes Were Watching God was a good book. The dialect slowed me down, but it kept me interested. Maybe because I'm a girl, and girls just tend to like stuff like that. But now it seems that I'm generalizing things again. I need to stop. I read Aimee's post on reading people. I realized she's right. I hadn't thought about it, but past experiences have helped me realize that sh'es rihgt. I tried my best to read what they were saying, and I couldn't. I thought I knew what was going on, but I didn't. I thought they cared, they didn't. I was so utterly wrong. I just want to sit under a tree, and either read, or talk with a friend under that tree. I feel bad because I couldn't go to the UIL Social Studies Practice. I do want to do UIL, but it seems that I'm too stupid for it, and by stupid I mean, I don't manage my time wisely, so I end up rushing right when UIL SS meets. I hate myself, because Mr. Lerma has been so nice about it. I'm officially hooked on black coffee with Splenda in it. I don't want creamer, or milk in it. I think it ruins it, and it's not healthy. Plus the Splenda sweetens it so much that it's simply sweet on your lips. It's undescribable. Hmm...or maybe I'm just addicted on it. No one else seems to see my point. Oh well. I don't care. I went and bought Splenda last night. MMMMM tons of Splenda. I think it's really sweetened crack. Oh well. I had a mug of coffee and Splenda this morning, and in 1A, I went 10 minutes where I was staring at the wall, not looking at anything. I don't know. It was funny. I think I moved my mouth like a fish. Haha...I'm losing my mind..haha