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I'm sick, you're tired, let's dance
Break to love make lust I know it isn't
I'm sick, you're tired, let's dance
Cold as numbers let's dance...
As though it were easy, for you to lead me
I could be passive, gracefully...
Tonight, you're ghost will ask my ghost
"Where is the love?"
Tonight, your ghost will ask my ghost
"Who here is in line for a raise?"
Tonight, your ghost will ask my ghost
"Where is the love?"
Tonight, your ghost will ask my ghost
"Who put these bodies between us?"
In other news, I've been actively lurking around LJ for the past month and bit, but I realized I had no posts for like.. a month. =x I'll tell you why. I'll really tell you why. It's because RO has been eating me alive. It's a freaking addiction- it's insane, I'm insane, D=!
Finals are in a few weeks, and I completely lost my drive to study for it. Completely! That's horrible. All I ever feel like doing these days is playing RO or Tetrinet. Which I will take any challenges in. Tetrinet that is. I'm having trouble sleeping too- I think I got a total of like.. 10 hours of sleep over the weekend. Sleep at 5, wake at 9, sleep at 5, wake at 9, one cat nap. D= And then I woke up this morning feeling like a cottonball.
I went to school, duty dragged me by my heels. I didn't want to ditch my UN partner to plan things by herself- loaded with many cough drops and a 1L bottle of water I attended the morning classes. Luckily, I didn't have to speak or do much. So I sucked on cough drops and slept all morning. Lunch hour rolled by and my music teacher let us all out early, so I sat around with my friends debating whether to go home or not. It ended up being that my friends were all, "GO HOME. YOU LOOK LIKE YOU'RE DYING. 'N STUFF." So I went home.
=x Everytime I'm out in public (besides school) during schooltime, I feel paranoid that policemen are going to come up and demand to know what the hell I was doing outside of school during schooltime. I placated myself by being able to tell them that I was sick and going home (took me like an hour. D=) and that other people could be out whenever they wanted to because they might have spares- or maybe I could be a University student, y'know? I kind of look like one with my hair down. Oh- my hair was down because I was rushing in the morning. I had overslept and I couldn't find any of my 24902458029485 hairties. Dunno. I feel so conservative sometimes, because I always have my hair up. Always always always.
See what I mean about my head feeling like it's a cottonball? I can't get anything straight. I've been rambling for awhile now. I came home around 1ishPM (left school at noon) and after being water-logged with lemon and honey water, I fell asleep almost right away. I had planned to sleep only an hour or so, and maybe go play RO work on my social project- but I woke to the raucous ramblings of my younger brother, returned from the junior high-which-is-only-10-minutes-away. As best I could, I got up and said loudly, "Darryl. Shut up." And he was like, "Whoa! Why are YOU here?" Which I opted to not answer. My mum did that for me. Soon after that I fell asleep again (I don't know why. =x)
Well when I woke up again, it was 4.30, and my dad had just come home. My mum told him I left school early and came home and he was like, "Oh, where is she?" And she was like, "Oh in her ro om sleeping." And he was like, "Oh." And she was like, "I will bet you that she will develop a cough, next." And he was like, "Oh." So me in my room I could hear the entire conversation and I thought, "Oh- oh. Just watch you buttfaces, I will not develop a cough. I'll just sleep it off."
At this point I found I could sleep no more- which is a sad thing because I was still very very tired. I felt my throat itch like a jitterbug again so I rolled out of bed and dragged my sickly body to the kitchen, where I made more lemon 'n honey 'n hot water drink. My dad said to me to not drink so much of that stuff, it's not that good for you, But I told him that I liked the taste- which is true. It tastes very good.
Afterwards, I stared off into space- sort of in a trance- in the living room. My mum had just received a fountain as a gift from our family friend who is moving away, and it was making gurgling noises- it made me think it was raining outside (what with the clouds and all, no wonder?). I looked at the fountain. Grey pewter with angels. One angel was completely black. I don't know why. I wanted to paint the fountain. It was so plain and ugly, especially with that stupid black cherub angel. I hated how it was so grey. So grey like the clouds outside. Hated it. I flipped through a magazine. One page talked about how to get the best experience out of sex, you should be flexible. It detailed a few flexibility excercises and I recognized many of them. I could totally do those. Doesn't mean I'm fit for sex, just means I'm flexible, is all. =x I'm a very flexible person, which is very strange since I do not stretch all that often.
My friend is a dancer- She does everything. Tapdancing, jazz, ballet, the works. And stuff. She's very busy. She's flexible. I'm not anywhere near flexible compared to her. But compared to most people I am quite flexible. That's such a horrible word to type- flexible...flexible... You try it. Anyways I went to my room and was about to try to get more sleep when my mum said "DINNER." Except not in English. She said, "CHE FAN". Something like that. I went to dinner and she had a plate of KFC's popcorn chicken- looking back now I realize that is a horrible thing to eat when you have a sore throat.
Uh so I ate some. Do you realize there's like no chicken in those things? It's like deep-fried nothing. But eh... It was that or 'cai xin'. When my mum makes 'cai xin' which is really just vegetables, she puts way too much of this odd stuff on it, and adds way too much onions, and she fries it. I dunno about you but I like my vegetables crispy and fresh- but the way she makes it is soggy and salty. Soggy and salty...
After dinner I took a shower and again, tried to sleep. It didn't work. I trundled downstairs to find my brother playing PSOBB (Phantasy Star Online Blue Burst), which is currently in Beta and ends the 9th, I believe. Anyways, oh-! On the game, the customization is cute. You can choose height and size and I took up one of my brother's character slots by making this cute little thing. She's so puny it's adorable! Oh right uh... He's been playing PSOBB a lot lately. Dunno what to say. It's a tricky game in that the controls are so stupid it makes your eyes bleed. But eh...
Eh... I'm tired. I think I'll uh...eh... Maybe I'll LJ-cut this... It's kind of long.