"That is disgusting!" -Dr. Day
You had to have been there.
School today was berable. I had the worst five-hour night sleep ever because I had this shitty nightmare. I was on a beach & we had to go out into the ocean. It was a buncha people I'd met at a show, plus a few random friends. I was afriad to go out far into the ocean [real fear, actually] because I didn't trust my ability to swim enough to be in such deep water & I somehow started to drown. One of my friends helped me to shore where there was a banaster to help you get out, like they have in pools. But the guy who was helping me pushed me & I hit my head on the bar, cracking it open. So I fell backwards & layed down, bleeding & freaking out & whatnot when my mother comes over. But she says "We already have too many doctor bills from you. We're just going to let this one heal itself." So she took me home & sent me to my old room where I ended up slowly bleeding to death in upstairs bathroom. Not that scary of a dream, but it sure as hell freaked me out.
Nothing too special in any of my classes. I read a lot. It's a new book my mother bought me at a sale called Tithe. It's surprizingly lots better than I thought it would be.
Duncan told me today that ever since I've gotten back, I've been reading all the time. It's weird, but I feel more... I dunno, old-Julia-ish. More quiet. More kept back. Back when people always told me I wasn't talking. Even though I don't think I'm acting [much] different, I feel different. & I don't know if I like it or not.
After school Carlos drove me home because I was cold & wet & tired & hungry. So I had an orange roll & slept till eight. Watched What Not To Wear with my mother, had dinner & a delicious drink, played The Sims 2, & now I'm here.
So, as it turns out, driking alone when you're already feeling mildly lonely only makes you feel that much lonlier. Although we all knew that, I chose to find it out for myself. Again. For some reason, anytime I choose to come home rather than go out I feel like I deserve a drink to put me to bed. My mother was right when she suggested this one though; pepermint Schnapps & hot cocoa are wonderful together.
I'm making a mix [or two, or three. Depends on how long it is.] of my favorite song by nearly every band I listen to. It's going to take a while. But here's what I have to far:
311: Uncalm
Alice In Chains: Over Now
Alk3: San Fransisco
The Band: The Weight
The Beatles: Happiness is a Warm Gun or Cry Baby Cry. I haven't decided.
Beck: Pay No Mind [Snoozer]
Brand New: Sic Transit Gloria... Glory Fades
The Clash: Clash City Rockers, London Calling, Know Your Rights or Rock the Casbah. Now that's tough.
Coldplay: Don't Panic
CSN&Y: Helpless
The Eagles: Seven Bridges Road
The Eurythmics: Would I Lie to You?
Even In Blackouts: Knowledge
The Foo Fighters: Staked Actors
Green Day: Long View
Guns N' Roses: It's So Easy
Hole: Violet
Jefferson Airplane: White Rabbit*
Elton John: Tiny Dancer
Led Zeppelin: Heartbreaker
Less Than Jake: Look What Happened
Lostprophets: Last Train Home
Modest Mouse: Tiny Cities Made of Ashes
My Chemical Romance: Cemetery Drive
Nil8: Dominatrix
Nirvana: Heart-Shapped Box
NoFX: Scavenger Type
Park: Untitled
Pink Floyd: Wish You Were Here*
Playing With Matches: Second Verse
The Postal Service: The District Sleeps Alone Tonight
Queens of the Stone Age: The Lost Art of Keeping a Secret
The Ramones: Howling at the Moon [Sha-la-la]
Red Hot Chili Peppers: Under the Bridge
The Rolling Stones: Paint It, Black
So Many Dynamos: These Things Happen
Soundgarden: Burden in My Hand
Spilt Habit: Rebel
Story of the Year: Divide & Conquer
Sum 41: The Hell Song
Taking Back Sunday: A Decade Under the Influence
Thursday: Paris in Flames
The Used: The Taste of Ink
Velvet Revolver: Do it for the Kids
Yellowcard: Way Away
Neil Young: The Needle & the Damage Done
The *'s mean I don't own it//don't own it on CD. Hmm.
I still have a shit load of bands to go through, but that's off the top of my head.
It should be a good mix.
Woot.
Hopefully tomorrow will be more exciting than today.
I needed today to sleep.
& vent a little. But I'm not sure what about.
I suppose I'll stop now while maybe two people are still reading.
♥ [♥] ♥