hey double-bubble, i'll give you a ride
half days suck! they confuse the hell out of me, because i'm thinking it's three-something, but it's only noon. how lame. marc called me after school, all paranoid as fuck! his head hurts + he has neck pains, so now he thinks he has menengitis, which means he could die. which is scaring the FUCK out of me. because he means too much to me, to have him disappear and not affect my life daily. of course, it all could be some lame coincidence...but for now, i'm in a real panic, and i'm sweaty, and shakey, and terrified. so now i will start crying for a bit, just to get some emotion out.... how pathetic of me.