In The Middle Of Nowhere...
I have moments nowadays where I completely zone out unintentionally, and it sucks, because people converge on you with the normal, "Are you all right?" "Do you want to talk about it?" "What the hell happened to you?" Well, I have been ticked off lately, people! My Editor for the yearbook staff (yes, I am on yearbook staff, of course) has been bitching at us writers for "not doing anything right". You can bet I told her where to stick it...Well, no, I waited until I left the class room, then I told her where to stick it, even though Daniel was totally like, "Dude, don't let her talk to you like that." Well, maybe she did have a point...But, my point is, I have a very low tolerance for getting bitched at, and it isn't normally this bad, but it seems to increase with the less sleep I have. I wonder if there's a connection...
It also may have something to do with my writing...It's just that I wrote a lot in the past few days (omitting the times when I couldn't write because people are so damned nosy) and then, it stopped. It's like when you are taking a nice, steamy shower, and your brother thinks it would be funny to flush the toilet so you get sprayed with cold water. NOT FUNNY, by the way, but that's what it's like and it is straight up annoying. ANNOYING! But, whatev, life goes on I guess. I need to explore the finer aspects of this contraption called live journal, because I still don't get it...