Dec 14, 2005 18:49
We act as if we're going out.
We look as if we're going out.
I just finally told him I liked him.
And he admitted to liking me.
But we're still not going out.
And that's perfectly fine with me.
I'm so tired.
It's only 7:00.
Hopefully there's no snowday tomorrow.
I like being at school.
Somewhere I'm with people who I can talk to.
Pain is bad.
Especially when it begins at your bellybutton and goes to your toes.
Especially when you can't concentrate on anything.
Like a boring history movie that you're supposed to be taking notes on.
Cramps suck.
I'm hungry.
But not.
I want....not chocolate.
I want....yogurt.
Maybe sunny delight too.
And grilled cheese.
Sounds so good.
But we don't have yogurt or Sunny delight.
And I'll have to make the grilled cheese.
When we've already eaten dinner.
school,
black bile,
friends,
daily life,
not your average something