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.It's not what I usually do...but today, I shut out the world for 2 hrs by crawling underneath my covers and having a nap. I loaded on the blankets, making sure that I was warm and cozy and almost smothered, then I fell asleep.
.It's not like I had a horrible day so far -- but it was the little things that went on that I wanted to stop thinking about. It was lovely to get away for those 120 minutes.
.In napping, I got myself behind in homework -- but it doesn't really matter I suppose, as I've always been behind. It's one of those 'can't-keep-up- kind of situations it seems.
.When I came home today, I made myself a plate of perogies and some french fries - I was having a craving. It's funny how I seem to feel the urge to stuff my face with greasy foods after people comment on my weight.
.It's not as though I'm going to impress them by saying, "Hmmph! I'll show you! I'll gain 20 more pounds." But maybe it's just some screwed up psychological thing that I'm yet to uncover.
.It seems that our grades will be making their appearances soon -- I'm dreading it for the first time in my life. I highly doubt that any of my marks will be above a 40.
::sigh::
.I really want to put my jacket on and walk to Jesse's place, give him a hug and cuddle with him on his couch. But that, of course, would screw up my plans for studying -- which I may not end up doing due to the fact that I feel nauseous. I wonder if there are any drugs in this house that will help that...and at the same time, won't make me tired.
.--Why am I listening to depressing music?--.
.It's not like I had a horrible day so far -- but it was the little things that went on that I wanted to stop thinking about. It was lovely to get away for those 120 minutes.
.In napping, I got myself behind in homework -- but it doesn't really matter I suppose, as I've always been behind. It's one of those 'can't-keep-up- kind of situations it seems.
.When I came home today, I made myself a plate of perogies and some french fries - I was having a craving. It's funny how I seem to feel the urge to stuff my face with greasy foods after people comment on my weight.
.It's not as though I'm going to impress them by saying, "Hmmph! I'll show you! I'll gain 20 more pounds." But maybe it's just some screwed up psychological thing that I'm yet to uncover.
.It seems that our grades will be making their appearances soon -- I'm dreading it for the first time in my life. I highly doubt that any of my marks will be above a 40.
::sigh::
.I really want to put my jacket on and walk to Jesse's place, give him a hug and cuddle with him on his couch. But that, of course, would screw up my plans for studying -- which I may not end up doing due to the fact that I feel nauseous. I wonder if there are any drugs in this house that will help that...and at the same time, won't make me tired.
.--Why am I listening to depressing music?--.