Sometimes I just get sick of the way we act around one another. I get sick of the things we say. Sometimes I hate you so much I just want to vomit all over your shoes because you make me so sick.
Got second. Feel like first, sometimes. Nobody really cares, they just smile and act supportive. Then they tell me to shut up and listen to their
I'm so strung out it's not even funny. What I did, I admit it and I'm pleading the fifth. As soon as Monday gets here, hopefully I'll feel less yicky. I never knew that a phone call about useless stuff could make me feel a little better
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So I was sick today. Finally got the day to feel better. I promise, I'll be back and bouncing by tomorrow. Metaphasia is Thursday and Friday night. Anybody going? I literally have nothing to say. Makes me feel yicky but then I remeber that I don't air out my problems like I probably should. Let them fester.
So it was an interesting club day. Got a screechy monkey from my little sister. Decided that NHS is useless in the way of shutting people up. I aspire to yelling at NHs next year. Debate actually thought of a good t-shirt idea. Yay to the 12 person club. Good day
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So I realized that I have stopped doing two things. 1) Talking to people on IM. 2) Updating my LJ.
If I have neglected you on IM, I am sorry. E-mail me sometimes. I love e-mail. Felt sick today. Slept till 12:30. Finished my take-home test. Club Day tomorrow.
So I decided to actually post something for once. Only then my mom comes and tells me I have to eat breakfast. Maybe I'll post some more after breakfast.