I'm a spark, you're a wire.
Last night was good, and then scary. Like literally scary.
Last night I went to my night school class for applied arts, which is actually going to be cool. I really enjoy the teacher, too, whom I've had before--Tom Ulrich. He likes Modest Mouse! I have to take an abstract picture of something. But first I need batteries for my camera, or to develop the film in my camera. Whichever.
I came home and ate, sort of. Then I was like, I REALLY WANT NEW MUSIC. So I went to Best Buy looking for Pinback, and an assortment of other bands I listen to, and the only one they had was Spoon. That was irritating. I saw the Manchester Orchestra album, Mean Everything To Nothing, however, and decided to get that. I ran over to Target quickly just to make sure they didn't have anything, or that cd cheaper, and they didn't. I was content with my cd so I went home and put it on my computer! I listened to it in the shower this morning.
I finally also got my Ambien script filled at Costco last night, so I got to take it last night when I went to bed. I've taken it before so I didn't read anything or really take any precautions, because I didn't think I'd need to. Ambien works fast so I started feeling sleepy pretty rapidly. However, sleepy turned into straight up hallucinating. My ceiling was moving as it had suddenly transformed into a bendable and flexible substance. The monitor of my computer became sort of 3d-ish, but also kind of cartoony? I couldn't type for the life of me. It was like my keys were running away from me, dodging my fingers every time I went to hit them, and they became covered in woodland moss. Because my hair was down by my face, I would look in my peripheral vision, and there was a forest. No joke, trees and everything. I remember getting off the computer, after trying to talk to Bobby but he left and told me to go lay down (which made me mad and even more scared), and laying down. That's when I noticed my ceiling moving. I got sick sometime after that and stumbled my way into the bathroom to throw up. I texted my friend Jake and told him I was scared, and I tried texting and calling Bobby, but he wasn't responding or picking up. I think I left him a message, but I can't remember. I passed out soon after that. Bobby called at 11 something and woke me up, and I tried talking to him. I think I asked where he was, and I remember him saying he was in another building, and I started to panic but I was so out of it.
I woke up at 7:45 this morning fine, though. I felt a little queezy still from throwing up, but other than that, I felt well-rested. I got ready, checked my stuff, and skedaddled off to school at 8:50 or something.
First was alright. It was really lax, actually. I sit in the back though, so I can text and get away with pretty much anything, lol. We worked on two labs for most of the period, which were easy. I LOVE MICROSCOPES. I love looking at stuff under them. They are so cool.
Second was pretty alright. It was just Spanish 1, but I kind of enjoyed it. I have to study for the test on Monday, but it's mainly just the alphabet and some phrases and whatnot. I think I can maybe get it? At the beginning of class though, Mr. Engstrom (I love his name!) was all, "Ahh! The mystery woman! Where have you been?"
"I have been ill with a bad case of insomnia."
"Oh. Yeah. That's bad. Well I'm glad you're here." and he walked me up to the front of the class so I could find a place to sit and handed me some papers and I got right to work on my Spanish. At the end of class, he called me to his desk to ask how I was feeling. I said I thought I would be fine with a good study session this weekend. Then he forgot about being a teacher and socialized with me while other kids were waiting, asking me about my sleeping problems, and said that he too himself had sleeping problems. "I've got about nine hours of sleep in two days under my belt right now, so I feel pretty dead." He then told me about some teas, Sleepytime tea, and Sleepytime tea extra sleepy. We have some, so I may try it out.
Lunch was not bad. I went home and in great detail told my mother about my hallucinations and being sick last night. I ate a bagel and went back to school, only to find English had been cancelled. Lovely.
So I ended up hanging out with Lacy in the IHS hall while she drew a unicorn on a piece of paper. We talked about various things: boys, Erin and her ridiculous living situation, school, IHS, teachers. It was good. I left her at 1:30 because I was dying of thirst.
Advanced Algebra was boring to say the least. AND I SIT IN FRONT OF A BOY WHO SMELLS SO BAD. Literally, this kid smells like rotten eggs, bad BO, and just.. it's so gross. Like this kid has probably not showered in a month and doesn't know what deodorant is. I'm tempted to buy him some. Honestly I don't think giving him any would be mean. It's not mean. He stinks. There's this other boy in there who is very vocal and has to respond to every little thing, it's so annoying. The boy behind him who is sort of cute for a sophomore(?) stared at me a lot. It was awkward because I feel a million years older than those kids.
When I got home today my mom was like, "You have mail for you on your desk." There was a package there. I did not order anything, lol. The last thing I ordered was Dead Like Me, and that has already come. I opened it, obviously, because it's addressed to me and I was eager to find out what was in it! It's a heart necklace, composing of sterling silver, diamonds, and dark blue sapphires, which happens to be my birth stone. I am suspecting that Bobby sent it to me, but I am not completely sure! I know he said he had a surprise for me, but I thought it would be a poem or something of the likes. AND THERE WAS NO NOTE WITH THE PACKAGE. It's straight from the manufacturer, which makes it a little less personal? I dunno. I sent him a text asking if he got me a necklace, but there has been no response. If he did, though, it's very sweet. Like very very very sweet. No boy has ever bought me jewelry before. The tag on it said $200, but I'm not sure if that's correct. I want to know who sent it! It is around my neck though, lol.
Other than that I just have a slight headache and am a little hungry. I think I'm gonna head over to the other Smith's in a bit.
Last night I went to my night school class for applied arts, which is actually going to be cool. I really enjoy the teacher, too, whom I've had before--Tom Ulrich. He likes Modest Mouse! I have to take an abstract picture of something. But first I need batteries for my camera, or to develop the film in my camera. Whichever.
I came home and ate, sort of. Then I was like, I REALLY WANT NEW MUSIC. So I went to Best Buy looking for Pinback, and an assortment of other bands I listen to, and the only one they had was Spoon. That was irritating. I saw the Manchester Orchestra album, Mean Everything To Nothing, however, and decided to get that. I ran over to Target quickly just to make sure they didn't have anything, or that cd cheaper, and they didn't. I was content with my cd so I went home and put it on my computer! I listened to it in the shower this morning.
I finally also got my Ambien script filled at Costco last night, so I got to take it last night when I went to bed. I've taken it before so I didn't read anything or really take any precautions, because I didn't think I'd need to. Ambien works fast so I started feeling sleepy pretty rapidly. However, sleepy turned into straight up hallucinating. My ceiling was moving as it had suddenly transformed into a bendable and flexible substance. The monitor of my computer became sort of 3d-ish, but also kind of cartoony? I couldn't type for the life of me. It was like my keys were running away from me, dodging my fingers every time I went to hit them, and they became covered in woodland moss. Because my hair was down by my face, I would look in my peripheral vision, and there was a forest. No joke, trees and everything. I remember getting off the computer, after trying to talk to Bobby but he left and told me to go lay down (which made me mad and even more scared), and laying down. That's when I noticed my ceiling moving. I got sick sometime after that and stumbled my way into the bathroom to throw up. I texted my friend Jake and told him I was scared, and I tried texting and calling Bobby, but he wasn't responding or picking up. I think I left him a message, but I can't remember. I passed out soon after that. Bobby called at 11 something and woke me up, and I tried talking to him. I think I asked where he was, and I remember him saying he was in another building, and I started to panic but I was so out of it.
I woke up at 7:45 this morning fine, though. I felt a little queezy still from throwing up, but other than that, I felt well-rested. I got ready, checked my stuff, and skedaddled off to school at 8:50 or something.
First was alright. It was really lax, actually. I sit in the back though, so I can text and get away with pretty much anything, lol. We worked on two labs for most of the period, which were easy. I LOVE MICROSCOPES. I love looking at stuff under them. They are so cool.
Second was pretty alright. It was just Spanish 1, but I kind of enjoyed it. I have to study for the test on Monday, but it's mainly just the alphabet and some phrases and whatnot. I think I can maybe get it? At the beginning of class though, Mr. Engstrom (I love his name!) was all, "Ahh! The mystery woman! Where have you been?"
"I have been ill with a bad case of insomnia."
"Oh. Yeah. That's bad. Well I'm glad you're here." and he walked me up to the front of the class so I could find a place to sit and handed me some papers and I got right to work on my Spanish. At the end of class, he called me to his desk to ask how I was feeling. I said I thought I would be fine with a good study session this weekend. Then he forgot about being a teacher and socialized with me while other kids were waiting, asking me about my sleeping problems, and said that he too himself had sleeping problems. "I've got about nine hours of sleep in two days under my belt right now, so I feel pretty dead." He then told me about some teas, Sleepytime tea, and Sleepytime tea extra sleepy. We have some, so I may try it out.
Lunch was not bad. I went home and in great detail told my mother about my hallucinations and being sick last night. I ate a bagel and went back to school, only to find English had been cancelled. Lovely.
So I ended up hanging out with Lacy in the IHS hall while she drew a unicorn on a piece of paper. We talked about various things: boys, Erin and her ridiculous living situation, school, IHS, teachers. It was good. I left her at 1:30 because I was dying of thirst.
Advanced Algebra was boring to say the least. AND I SIT IN FRONT OF A BOY WHO SMELLS SO BAD. Literally, this kid smells like rotten eggs, bad BO, and just.. it's so gross. Like this kid has probably not showered in a month and doesn't know what deodorant is. I'm tempted to buy him some. Honestly I don't think giving him any would be mean. It's not mean. He stinks. There's this other boy in there who is very vocal and has to respond to every little thing, it's so annoying. The boy behind him who is sort of cute for a sophomore(?) stared at me a lot. It was awkward because I feel a million years older than those kids.
When I got home today my mom was like, "You have mail for you on your desk." There was a package there. I did not order anything, lol. The last thing I ordered was Dead Like Me, and that has already come. I opened it, obviously, because it's addressed to me and I was eager to find out what was in it! It's a heart necklace, composing of sterling silver, diamonds, and dark blue sapphires, which happens to be my birth stone. I am suspecting that Bobby sent it to me, but I am not completely sure! I know he said he had a surprise for me, but I thought it would be a poem or something of the likes. AND THERE WAS NO NOTE WITH THE PACKAGE. It's straight from the manufacturer, which makes it a little less personal? I dunno. I sent him a text asking if he got me a necklace, but there has been no response. If he did, though, it's very sweet. Like very very very sweet. No boy has ever bought me jewelry before. The tag on it said $200, but I'm not sure if that's correct. I want to know who sent it! It is around my neck though, lol.
Other than that I just have a slight headache and am a little hungry. I think I'm gonna head over to the other Smith's in a bit.