Sick and Macbeth
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tabular_rasaI feel sick. My throat hurts, and I'm tired and hot and dry. I can't tell if my throat is sore from screaming a lot yesterday (bloodcurdling screams until I got it right), or just because I'm sick. There are not enough cough drops in the world. I need one now, and they're aren't ever any.
I was just randomly IMed by some 24-year-old dude. I told him I was working on something for school because I am totally too sick to bother thinking about being social, or dealing with it if it turns sour, which it very, very well might with a 24-year-old guy (*remembers sick 20-something-year-old guy who PRETENDED to be interested in WII and wanting to talk with me about it until he suddenly started asking me if I looked good in a bikini and all this nastiness and I blocked him*). Plus it was true; I've been finding random pictures to piece together for Huang and my flow chart tomorrow . . . though this sucks, because I just realized my printer doesn't work.
I was once IMed by a girl who asked for help on her Romeo and Juliet questions for school, because I said I loved it in my profile, and once by a girl who wanted to roleplay Harry Potter, but I was in the middle of getting off. Once I was invited to a random chat, too . . . I think I logged off because it shocked me so badly. Lol . . . I have no sense of adventure.
I have fall play practice in about a half an hour . . . at like 3:30 but I'll have to leave early.
I feel so darn sick.
I don't want to do Economics (what else is new?) and I don't know what is going on with this English project . . . if we can't print . . .
I bet I am worthless at writing, today, too.
I wish SIMs still worked on my downstairs computer that died. Well, I'm sure it still works; it just doesn't show up on the monitor, because the monitor just doesn't work anymore.
Amanda was a laugh a minute today at lunch. I complain, but wow . . . she really can't be happy, can she? It's kind of sad. I get mad, but often not about lunch tables. Personally, I'd RATHER sit all combined with Liz and Robert and Alice, even if it is a little crowded. I like having more people to talk to.
I probably could have talked about something funny today but I have no energy. I want to go to sleep. I want to go to sleep in Florida, where it is warm and moist.
Okay, not Florida. Perhaps Guam. Someplace not indundated by hurricanes. It's too dry and cold here.
I was just randomly IMed by some 24-year-old dude. I told him I was working on something for school because I am totally too sick to bother thinking about being social, or dealing with it if it turns sour, which it very, very well might with a 24-year-old guy (*remembers sick 20-something-year-old guy who PRETENDED to be interested in WII and wanting to talk with me about it until he suddenly started asking me if I looked good in a bikini and all this nastiness and I blocked him*). Plus it was true; I've been finding random pictures to piece together for Huang and my flow chart tomorrow . . . though this sucks, because I just realized my printer doesn't work.
I was once IMed by a girl who asked for help on her Romeo and Juliet questions for school, because I said I loved it in my profile, and once by a girl who wanted to roleplay Harry Potter, but I was in the middle of getting off. Once I was invited to a random chat, too . . . I think I logged off because it shocked me so badly. Lol . . . I have no sense of adventure.
I have fall play practice in about a half an hour . . . at like 3:30 but I'll have to leave early.
I feel so darn sick.
I don't want to do Economics (what else is new?) and I don't know what is going on with this English project . . . if we can't print . . .
I bet I am worthless at writing, today, too.
I wish SIMs still worked on my downstairs computer that died. Well, I'm sure it still works; it just doesn't show up on the monitor, because the monitor just doesn't work anymore.
Amanda was a laugh a minute today at lunch. I complain, but wow . . . she really can't be happy, can she? It's kind of sad. I get mad, but often not about lunch tables. Personally, I'd RATHER sit all combined with Liz and Robert and Alice, even if it is a little crowded. I like having more people to talk to.
I probably could have talked about something funny today but I have no energy. I want to go to sleep. I want to go to sleep in Florida, where it is warm and moist.
Okay, not Florida. Perhaps Guam. Someplace not indundated by hurricanes. It's too dry and cold here.
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Date: 2004-10-06 03:57 pm (UTC)Yeah. Don't go to Florida. Go to Scotland, and TAKE ME WITH YOU! WOO!!
oh, speaking of scary guys... I was driving to school this morning and I saw this guy all in black driving this little black car that looked like a geo metro and he had black hair and he was a ways away but he was still scary. he was looking at me with really really wide eyes and his mouth was kinda slack... it actually looked like he was kinda possessed... you know how they do that in the movies and their eyes go huge? yeah. it was like that. but THEN, coming HOME from SCHOOL I saw him AGAIN at the SAME PLACE!!! Only we were going opposite directions. AHHHHHHHH!!!!!
Yeah. that's my little scary story. My throat dosn't hurt, but I'm now kinda paranoid... lol...
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Date: 2004-10-07 04:53 am (UTC)Heehee . . . keep away from small children if you're a big guy in a kilt . . .
Hmm . . . just as long as you don't keep seeing him or have him show up at your cul-de-sac . . . that is kinda freaky . . . *envisions crazy possessed guy.* Should he be driving if he is possessed?