Let Me Get that Hammer and Smash in My Awful Headache
So yeah. I have a to do list longer than I'm happy with. Most of it has to do with the upcoming Abunai! convention (next weekend!). But I asked for it, offered my help, because I wanted to, so it's okay. And it's not like the things I have to do are horrid or something.
It's just that I think I caught a massive cold over the weekend (at my brother's, where I was working my ass off to clean out his stinking, friggin' frozen freezer-I see no evidence of melting ice caps!-with love, of course ^^). Well, I think I actually caught a second cold. My throat as been acting up since Wednesday last week, but now there's the headache to add, the nausea after eating something, as well as just feeling like a stinking pile of horse manure.
I sincerely hope I'll be feeling better by the weekend, for obvious reasons. Knowing me and my body, however, this will keep up for one or two weeks, and this cold will reach its climax this weekend. I'm sorry, peeps, if you have to put up with me when I'm like that. Then again, I'll probably put up the brave face and act like nothing's the matter.
La la la.
We went for a drive yesterday, my family and I. We went all the way to Gorinchem and environs. The bad weather kept us confined in the car for most of the day. Still, we had a good time.
When we left home, early in the afternoon, I looked out the car window, and guess who I saw? Yep, my old ex-colleague crush. I didn't even see his face, but I still knew it was him. He was walking his dog. He looked a bit sad, now that I think about it, but hot at the same time. Haha.
Anyway, as I mentioned in a previous entry, I keep having dreams about him lately (that has to mean something, surely? >_>), and seeing him yesterday… caused all those old feelings-feelings I thought I had tucked away neatly-to flare up again. I had a butterfly-y stomach ache all afternoon, for goodness' sake! Of course, I dreamt about asking him out last night. Naturally.
And naturally, he said, "Yeah, sure, why not."
"Hey, while you're at it," he added when I was unresponsive, "can you print out my school assignment? Wait… make that three school assignments."
He flashed me a rakish grin and I told him that yes, of course I could. "You just mail me."
When I walked to the exit of the school building (we had attended someone's graduation ceremony, and had detoured terribly when we the five of us (parents, bro, sis, myself) fell asleep and all had the same dream inside the one I was having-does that even make sense?), my mother muttered he was using me.
Anyway, it's a shame he doesn't do social networking; I can't find him anywhere online! And it's a shame I don't know his number. I do know his home address, but yeah, seeing as I haven't seen him since January 2nd, I can't really walk up to his and say, "Hey, babe. Look… wanna hang out sometime?" That's just… no. Just no.
//unimportant blab: Okay, it could be a weird coincidence… but why do you go offline the moment I start talking to you? *pouts* In addition to that, your already sporadic text message replies scare me sometimes. Dunno. They seem so impersonal, but I guess K. warned me about that. Oh well, it's not like I'll tell you this IRL anyway. :unimportant blab//
//even more unimportant blab: NOOO! The Corrs' Run Away is playing on the radio! NOOO! I have been traumatised by that song ever since the small musicians group I was in chose this as our very first song at high school. It was way too high for me back then. I felt so uncomfortable singing it. I actually quit that music course a little while later. Such a shame. I'm still traumatised. :even more unimportant blab//
It's just that I think I caught a massive cold over the weekend (at my brother's, where I was working my ass off to clean out his stinking, friggin' frozen freezer-I see no evidence of melting ice caps!-with love, of course ^^). Well, I think I actually caught a second cold. My throat as been acting up since Wednesday last week, but now there's the headache to add, the nausea after eating something, as well as just feeling like a stinking pile of horse manure.
I sincerely hope I'll be feeling better by the weekend, for obvious reasons. Knowing me and my body, however, this will keep up for one or two weeks, and this cold will reach its climax this weekend. I'm sorry, peeps, if you have to put up with me when I'm like that. Then again, I'll probably put up the brave face and act like nothing's the matter.
La la la.
We went for a drive yesterday, my family and I. We went all the way to Gorinchem and environs. The bad weather kept us confined in the car for most of the day. Still, we had a good time.
When we left home, early in the afternoon, I looked out the car window, and guess who I saw? Yep, my old ex-colleague crush. I didn't even see his face, but I still knew it was him. He was walking his dog. He looked a bit sad, now that I think about it, but hot at the same time. Haha.
Anyway, as I mentioned in a previous entry, I keep having dreams about him lately (that has to mean something, surely? >_>), and seeing him yesterday… caused all those old feelings-feelings I thought I had tucked away neatly-to flare up again. I had a butterfly-y stomach ache all afternoon, for goodness' sake! Of course, I dreamt about asking him out last night. Naturally.
And naturally, he said, "Yeah, sure, why not."
"Hey, while you're at it," he added when I was unresponsive, "can you print out my school assignment? Wait… make that three school assignments."
He flashed me a rakish grin and I told him that yes, of course I could. "You just mail me."
When I walked to the exit of the school building (we had attended someone's graduation ceremony, and had detoured terribly when we the five of us (parents, bro, sis, myself) fell asleep and all had the same dream inside the one I was having-does that even make sense?), my mother muttered he was using me.
Anyway, it's a shame he doesn't do social networking; I can't find him anywhere online! And it's a shame I don't know his number. I do know his home address, but yeah, seeing as I haven't seen him since January 2nd, I can't really walk up to his and say, "Hey, babe. Look… wanna hang out sometime?" That's just… no. Just no.
//unimportant blab: Okay, it could be a weird coincidence… but why do you go offline the moment I start talking to you? *pouts* In addition to that, your already sporadic text message replies scare me sometimes. Dunno. They seem so impersonal, but I guess K. warned me about that. Oh well, it's not like I'll tell you this IRL anyway. :unimportant blab//
//even more unimportant blab: NOOO! The Corrs' Run Away is playing on the radio! NOOO! I have been traumatised by that song ever since the small musicians group I was in chose this as our very first song at high school. It was way too high for me back then. I felt so uncomfortable singing it. I actually quit that music course a little while later. Such a shame. I'm still traumatised. :even more unimportant blab//