Video Killed the Radio Star
W00t. That's right, another post. I think this will technically count for the twelfth, but really it's like four posts in one day.
So now I'm sobered up (off my decongestant... weee) but I feel craptastic. Probably shouldn't have gone out. But I needed to get out of the house, I hate just lounging about. And my temperature is acting funny. And shoot, I feel sort of nautious now.
I sound like such a hypochondriac. But I'm not. Or I don't think I am... I'm not like purposefully one. Maybe outside sources of stress really can affect your physical health. But if you ask me, sinus drainage is a pretty odd mental reaction to stress. Headache, nausea, yes, I can understand those. But somehow a runny nose, uncontrolable body temperature, and the type of sneezes that rip your brain apart seem more like environmental illness.
Ack, well, another interesting night in hell. My good ol' workplace. Gag me to the max.
Weird phone call from Elizabeth. That was cool.
And that's about it.
Saturday, June 11, 2005
I Wonder Why I Never Wonder Why
This is what, my third post today? Fortunately, I'm no longer high on benadryl, but this consequently means that I feel extra shitty. I ate something, though, that was nice.
I would just like to say somehting. ACTs? yeah they sucked. Ack. Did anyone honestly expect me to read with that kind of chaos going on in my brain. I mean come on, drugs with the label "do not operate heavy machinery after taking this drug" should honestly get a grip... ooh text. must go upstairs.
That was a long trip upstairs. Mother took me to Panera. Yay. Still sick. Boo.
Anyway, those stupid drug labels should say something like, "do not attempt to take life-determining exams while under the influence of this drug". Damn Benadryll.
I'm really too sick to care about anything, it's so pleasant! Lalala. I took more meds. Lalala.
On an island in the sun
we'll be playing and having fun
sing lalala.... we'll run away together... lalala.... such brain pain. Hehe, a rhyme! I can't wait to get the ACTs back! I bet I got a seven. Hehe, seven is bad. Like me! Bad bad. But not the worstest. Nope, nope. Not the worstest.
Lala, I jsut keep talking but noone's listening, and that's okay because I'm not really saying anything lalala.
I had The Bravery stuck in my head during the test. Thanks cait for the CD! I love it.
yep yep
Coooold. Brrrrrrrr. 2:22! Wish it. It. Lala bad movie.
War drums. Not really. Sounds like war drums.
I'm dizzy, so dizzy, so very dizzy. No coherent sentances for me. Hehe, I wonder what my essay was about. Bad bad essay. Don't look back into the sun. ah -oh-oh-oh.
OH, my friend you haven't changed.
Okay. That's enough for now. Mabe more when I'm sober. Aka not on drugas.
This is what, my third post today? Fortunately, I'm no longer high on benadryl, but this consequently means that I feel extra shitty. I ate something, though, that was nice.
I would just like to say somehting. ACTs? yeah they sucked. Ack. Did anyone honestly expect me to read with that kind of chaos going on in my brain. I mean come on, drugs with the label "do not operate heavy machinery after taking this drug" should honestly get a grip... ooh text. must go upstairs.
That was a long trip upstairs. Mother took me to Panera. Yay. Still sick. Boo.
Anyway, those stupid drug labels should say something like, "do not attempt to take life-determining exams while under the influence of this drug". Damn Benadryll.
I'm really too sick to care about anything, it's so pleasant! Lalala. I took more meds. Lalala.
On an island in the sun
we'll be playing and having fun
sing lalala.... we'll run away together... lalala.... such brain pain. Hehe, a rhyme! I can't wait to get the ACTs back! I bet I got a seven. Hehe, seven is bad. Like me! Bad bad. But not the worstest. Nope, nope. Not the worstest.
Lala, I jsut keep talking but noone's listening, and that's okay because I'm not really saying anything lalala.
I had The Bravery stuck in my head during the test. Thanks cait for the CD! I love it.
yep yep
Coooold. Brrrrrrrr. 2:22! Wish it. It. Lala bad movie.
War drums. Not really. Sounds like war drums.
I'm dizzy, so dizzy, so very dizzy. No coherent sentances for me. Hehe, I wonder what my essay was about. Bad bad essay. Don't look back into the sun. ah -oh-oh-oh.
OH, my friend you haven't changed.
Okay. That's enough for now. Mabe more when I'm sober. Aka not on drugas.
Like Drinking Poison
That title is so Caitlin, I'm like Caitlin, la-tee-da.
I am currently running on approxamently 0 hours of sleep. I was kept awake all night by one of the worstest colds I have ever had. I can't breathe through my nose, my throat hurts, and my brain aches like whoa. I am currently high on Benadryl and Motrin, yes put together, no that's not good, hehehehee. The uncontrolable cold spasms are nice. SHake it like a polaroid pict-a... hahahaha. More uncontrolable laughter.
Hahaha. Best part of this? ACTs! Nowish. Well at 8. I told Colleen I'd be there at 7:30. so I must leave at 7:15. ish. Ish ish squish squish pish fish. Hehehe, fish. Like my fish. No name. Just like the new cellular. It's so fun. Used it mucho. Keep getting tagged. Boo. But yay Caitlin sent me Necessity, the best picture ever! Focus. ACTs. Mal mal mal. What shall I dooo? Besides get a seven (like that person Molly knows). Oh, seven bad. Like me. I'm bad. Hahaha.
bahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh hahahahaha. OH, god. what the hell am I doing? laugh laugh, laughity laugh laugh.
Soup. I need soup. I don't like soup.
poop!
Dear dear God. I am so fucked.
That title is so Caitlin, I'm like Caitlin, la-tee-da.
I am currently running on approxamently 0 hours of sleep. I was kept awake all night by one of the worstest colds I have ever had. I can't breathe through my nose, my throat hurts, and my brain aches like whoa. I am currently high on Benadryl and Motrin, yes put together, no that's not good, hehehehee. The uncontrolable cold spasms are nice. SHake it like a polaroid pict-a... hahahaha. More uncontrolable laughter.
Hahaha. Best part of this? ACTs! Nowish. Well at 8. I told Colleen I'd be there at 7:30. so I must leave at 7:15. ish. Ish ish squish squish pish fish. Hehehe, fish. Like my fish. No name. Just like the new cellular. It's so fun. Used it mucho. Keep getting tagged. Boo. But yay Caitlin sent me Necessity, the best picture ever! Focus. ACTs. Mal mal mal. What shall I dooo? Besides get a seven (like that person Molly knows). Oh, seven bad. Like me. I'm bad. Hahaha.
bahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh hahahahaha. OH, god. what the hell am I doing? laugh laugh, laughity laugh laugh.
Soup. I need soup. I don't like soup.
poop!
Dear dear God. I am so fucked.
Thursday, June 09, 2005
I Predict a Riot
I'm definately lovin' caitlin's mix she made me.
Well summer is totally officially here. No school to be heard of today. Of course, I woke up at 8 am because I thought I had a dr. appointment at nine. Yeah, it was at 12:30. Shoot. So I killed four hours watcihng Harry Potter and the like.
Unfortunately I have managed to piss off my mother by completely ignoring her. So I'm expecting her to be pissy. She'd still better take me to get my cellular. I need it so. And if she doesn't, she will be cell phoneless her whole life.
I'm actualy really kind of tired right now. I may take a nap.
Last night was so fun. After impulsively applying for a job I probably won't get, I went to the beach with Trish and some of her friends. It was pretty fun, her friends were all quite nice. Then afterwards I went to Ryan's. There were bonfire festivities. I got marsh on me. After Katie left and Molly went to bed (or whereever she went... I don't know.. she just suddenly disappeared) Sean, Ryan, and I played frisbee. I suck at it... but in all fairness, I was getting WAY better. I could actualy, you know, catch them.
Uh, well. Naptime I guess.
I'm definately lovin' caitlin's mix she made me.
Well summer is totally officially here. No school to be heard of today. Of course, I woke up at 8 am because I thought I had a dr. appointment at nine. Yeah, it was at 12:30. Shoot. So I killed four hours watcihng Harry Potter and the like.
Unfortunately I have managed to piss off my mother by completely ignoring her. So I'm expecting her to be pissy. She'd still better take me to get my cellular. I need it so. And if she doesn't, she will be cell phoneless her whole life.
I'm actualy really kind of tired right now. I may take a nap.
Last night was so fun. After impulsively applying for a job I probably won't get, I went to the beach with Trish and some of her friends. It was pretty fun, her friends were all quite nice. Then afterwards I went to Ryan's. There were bonfire festivities. I got marsh on me. After Katie left and Molly went to bed (or whereever she went... I don't know.. she just suddenly disappeared) Sean, Ryan, and I played frisbee. I suck at it... but in all fairness, I was getting WAY better. I could actualy, you know, catch them.
Uh, well. Naptime I guess.
Wednesday, June 08, 2005
OH God, God Dammit
Hello. This is your friendly "first-day-of-summer" post! I know, you're pretty stoked. Let's see, already today I went to Liquid Planet with KatieBodine, KatieO, Caitlin, Kristen, Shannon, Steg, and myself. Not a bad start to the summer. Kristen, of course is a BAD BAD BAD girl for leaving her house and consequently endangering her prison stay. Anyway, after that Cait, Shanni, Katie (b) and myself went to Flower child, where we looked at an ancient Iggy's yearbook (1978)... let me tell you... some of those guys were pretty cute way back when. 70's was a good decade for hair- that long shaggy look... mmmm.... Wow, I sound like such a ditzy girl.
Then to Starbucks, which was unfortunately QB-less.
Now I'm here, chilling in my cool, refreshing basement, which has basically become my room. Even though my parents finally turned on the AC so that my room is cool... I just like it better down here. Oh, and, joy of joys, I'm in my pretty twirly skirt! Yay!
I feel a bit like a loser. It seems like everybody is going out to get a job, and I jsut quit mine because I hated it so, and don't have time to get another one. I suck. Oh, well, at least I will have a worry-free summer!! Ack, I'm so excited.
Well, except for one thing. Which I really wanted to do today. But it's not really working out. I can't seem to get it to. Stupid me. Plus I'm a teeeeeny bit afraid. Yeah. And I'm procrastinating like hell. I'm def. putting it off, which basically is only making it worse.
Am I the only person in the world without a boyfriend? Geeez.
Anyway. So I'm pretty stoked for the summer. I sense... barbeques, cedar point, crocker park, random trips to the hood, sean's house, marissa's house, other people's houses at random with food and other goodies, beach, movies... ah, the joys of being free! Erlack, I'm in a splendiferous mood! I'm off to be social and summery! (and further procrastinate on my cowardice)
Hello. This is your friendly "first-day-of-summer" post! I know, you're pretty stoked. Let's see, already today I went to Liquid Planet with KatieBodine, KatieO, Caitlin, Kristen, Shannon, Steg, and myself. Not a bad start to the summer. Kristen, of course is a BAD BAD BAD girl for leaving her house and consequently endangering her prison stay. Anyway, after that Cait, Shanni, Katie (b) and myself went to Flower child, where we looked at an ancient Iggy's yearbook (1978)... let me tell you... some of those guys were pretty cute way back when. 70's was a good decade for hair- that long shaggy look... mmmm.... Wow, I sound like such a ditzy girl.
Then to Starbucks, which was unfortunately QB-less.
Now I'm here, chilling in my cool, refreshing basement, which has basically become my room. Even though my parents finally turned on the AC so that my room is cool... I just like it better down here. Oh, and, joy of joys, I'm in my pretty twirly skirt! Yay!
I feel a bit like a loser. It seems like everybody is going out to get a job, and I jsut quit mine because I hated it so, and don't have time to get another one. I suck. Oh, well, at least I will have a worry-free summer!! Ack, I'm so excited.
Well, except for one thing. Which I really wanted to do today. But it's not really working out. I can't seem to get it to. Stupid me. Plus I'm a teeeeeny bit afraid. Yeah. And I'm procrastinating like hell. I'm def. putting it off, which basically is only making it worse.
Am I the only person in the world without a boyfriend? Geeez.
Anyway. So I'm pretty stoked for the summer. I sense... barbeques, cedar point, crocker park, random trips to the hood, sean's house, marissa's house, other people's houses at random with food and other goodies, beach, movies... ah, the joys of being free! Erlack, I'm in a splendiferous mood! I'm off to be social and summery! (and further procrastinate on my cowardice)
Monday, June 06, 2005
You Know It's Sad
Ack. 1 am. ANd yes, I'm awake. It's completely maddening. I have been exhausted all day. I finally have the opportunity to sleep, but nay, it eludes me like an antelope from a lion. When I tried to sleep in my room, it was too unbearably hot and humid to function at all. But it made me drowsy and unmotiveted to move. Finally I almost had a suffocation attack, and decided to go to the basement. So I grabbed my pillow and my alarm clock and hauled ass down there. Ahhh, comfort. Coolness. And no more grogginess. No, just calm, comfortable coolness, with too much silence for my thougths. Stupid thoughts. The are poisoning my rain. Infecting it. I can't sleep, I'm kept too awake in preparation for what I have to do. The things that are still unsaid are eating at my brain. And I can't just say them. Why? BECAUSE IT'S 1AM IN THE FREAKING MORNING, THAT'S WHY. Not to mention the plan isn't so workable for the enxt three days. Blasted school. Speaking on that note, I haven't even pretended to study for finals. I did spend all day outside reading, and have an awesome tan to show for it. Oh, I wish the deliberation would just end. Stop stop stop. But no. It continues. And yesm, this post serves no purpose. However, it's my way of getting rid of a few of those horrid, infecting thoughts.
Just keep repeating to myself. I can do this. I can do this.
Oh, dammit. My whole life is gone to hell. Okay, not is. But will be, thanks to my need to be honest. But that's life. Coming to terms with the things you least want to face.
Ack. 1 am. ANd yes, I'm awake. It's completely maddening. I have been exhausted all day. I finally have the opportunity to sleep, but nay, it eludes me like an antelope from a lion. When I tried to sleep in my room, it was too unbearably hot and humid to function at all. But it made me drowsy and unmotiveted to move. Finally I almost had a suffocation attack, and decided to go to the basement. So I grabbed my pillow and my alarm clock and hauled ass down there. Ahhh, comfort. Coolness. And no more grogginess. No, just calm, comfortable coolness, with too much silence for my thougths. Stupid thoughts. The are poisoning my rain. Infecting it. I can't sleep, I'm kept too awake in preparation for what I have to do. The things that are still unsaid are eating at my brain. And I can't just say them. Why? BECAUSE IT'S 1AM IN THE FREAKING MORNING, THAT'S WHY. Not to mention the plan isn't so workable for the enxt three days. Blasted school. Speaking on that note, I haven't even pretended to study for finals. I did spend all day outside reading, and have an awesome tan to show for it. Oh, I wish the deliberation would just end. Stop stop stop. But no. It continues. And yesm, this post serves no purpose. However, it's my way of getting rid of a few of those horrid, infecting thoughts.
Just keep repeating to myself. I can do this. I can do this.
Oh, dammit. My whole life is gone to hell. Okay, not is. But will be, thanks to my need to be honest. But that's life. Coming to terms with the things you least want to face.