too weird to live too rare to die
it is 1:30 in the morning and i was reading over my past ljations. it seems as if the hurricane/evacuation ordeal has taken the joy out of some of the things i used to do, like updating. but i was looking for my old nocca script because i told my chemistry teacher it was about the elements and she got really fucking excited. searching avidly, i couldn't help but re live the feelings/events surrounding the entries of this summer. it made me sad, because looking back always makes me sad, because i feel the things i used to and that makes me nostalgic and afraid of good things never happening again. it's one of my obsessions. BTWums i got diagnosed with OCD a few weeks ago, and this makes more sense to me and everyone than generalized anxiety disorder. it was very hard telling this doctor everything i've gone through, but i am glad that i got properly (i hope) diagnosed. i just finished an english paper, and i'm so awake because i took some caffiene so that i could focus. now i have no urge to rest, because when i awake i will only be more tired. and i have a history quiz tomorrow. that is my worst, but arguably favorite class. it's ap so it's even more beastly. mr philipson, my english teacher, finally conceded and recommended that i see the learning specialist at country day because of my reading speed. so i guess he's not failing me for being behind in reading. if he is i will surely sodomize him. verbally and such.
well i am glad to be updating again. if all goes well it may become a continuous thing again. don't forget to visit my/derel's myspace at www.myspace.com/cute_boi_derel69 . don't laugh; he got to pick it because i lost the mall madness game.
well i am glad to be updating again. if all goes well it may become a continuous thing again. don't forget to visit my/derel's myspace at www.myspace.com/cute_boi_derel69 . don't laugh; he got to pick it because i lost the mall madness game.