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I guess I've got a cold. In first period this morning, people were talking about the bug going around. One girl said all her friends had it at the same time! What a coincidence! I really despise people sometimes. Of course the fact that it is "that time of the month" can't possibly help. I bitched out a few people yesterday, including Melissa, to whom I apologized this morning.
Melissa sent a text message at midnight. I was in bed and asleep by about 9:30. My alarm was set, and the volume was up as high as it could go. When I received the text, I was jolted out of a deep sleep, thinking it was my alarm. I read the text, and replied to the best of my ability, with at least a hint of angst. She replied with a smart ass remark about the difference of about 30 minutes between "today" and "yesterday". I said "Idk, I was fucking sleeping when you called". By call I meant text. By sleeping, I meant knocked-on-my-ass unconscious. Needless to say, I was pissed. You just do not invade my sleep. I am a very nice person.
I AM A NICE FUCKING PERSON GOD DAMMIT!!
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Today was really, really busy from 6 am. to noon. When I got home I slept until about 3:30. I sat around and waited for Morgan to talk to me. I began to think he was mad at me, or something, but I guess he had just left his computer on all day. So, that was fine. It was nice when he finally popped up. You could say I miss him, a little. We go well together. That's hard to do. He's invited me to go camping at the Fort on Saturday. Nana probably won't let me. She's convinced I'll drink and do drugs and then run off into the woods and have sex and get pregnant. I don't blame her...
Surprisingly, Brad spoke to me at his own will. We're cool again. At least, as cool as we're going to get. I'm drinking cayenne, waiting for everything I took to kick in, so I can sleep soundly. I will not be a victim to this germ that rubbed off of a stupid fucking teenager, of all things. Fuck that.
I'm breathing deeply now. Tomorrow will be a much better day.
Melissa sent a text message at midnight. I was in bed and asleep by about 9:30. My alarm was set, and the volume was up as high as it could go. When I received the text, I was jolted out of a deep sleep, thinking it was my alarm. I read the text, and replied to the best of my ability, with at least a hint of angst. She replied with a smart ass remark about the difference of about 30 minutes between "today" and "yesterday". I said "Idk, I was fucking sleeping when you called". By call I meant text. By sleeping, I meant knocked-on-my-ass unconscious. Needless to say, I was pissed. You just do not invade my sleep. I am a very nice person.
I AM A NICE FUCKING PERSON GOD DAMMIT!!
=]
Today was really, really busy from 6 am. to noon. When I got home I slept until about 3:30. I sat around and waited for Morgan to talk to me. I began to think he was mad at me, or something, but I guess he had just left his computer on all day. So, that was fine. It was nice when he finally popped up. You could say I miss him, a little. We go well together. That's hard to do. He's invited me to go camping at the Fort on Saturday. Nana probably won't let me. She's convinced I'll drink and do drugs and then run off into the woods and have sex and get pregnant. I don't blame her...
Surprisingly, Brad spoke to me at his own will. We're cool again. At least, as cool as we're going to get. I'm drinking cayenne, waiting for everything I took to kick in, so I can sleep soundly. I will not be a victim to this germ that rubbed off of a stupid fucking teenager, of all things. Fuck that.
I'm breathing deeply now. Tomorrow will be a much better day.