. "Your piercing eye will dim and darken; and death will arrive, dear warrior, to sweep you away." .
Beautiful words.
I'm getting sick. How awesome is that? My throat is swollen, I'm having consistent headaches, I get sharp pains in my stomach--- And being on the rag isn't helping at all. Come on everyone.. Maybe this is the big one. Hah. YEAH, DEATH! *AIDS* *AIDS* [inside joke with David]
It's definitly sad that it took me five days to update. That sucks. Well, whatever. It's not like many people read my journal... It just used to be so damn detailed... something to look back at. Now it's nothing. Ok...
My lover is asleep on the futon. I was laying with him, but his incessant snoring was annoying the living hell out of me, which I suppose was a good thing, but I ended up leaving anyway. Moved to my room, watched "While You Were Out," listened to music, the usual. What I don't understand is, why can't I sleep tonight? Every night this entire week, I've wanted to sleep at 9 or 10 but couldn't because of school work. Now, although I still have a ton of work, I have the opportunity to sleep, and can't.
...He seems to have stopped snoring though, so maybe I'll pull a slick one and sleep with him tonight. My mother hasn't said anything about us being "comfortable" lately (she's too old-fashioned and doesn't allow us to lay together, without a blanket, let alone with one).
Something else super cool happened, too. You know how much I want to leave AP US History? :looks at clock: Yesterday, I went to the guidance counselor and demanded him to replace history with creative writing. Guess what he does. He hands me an independent study sheet and says I can take it as a seventh class! While all of you Lowell Catholic students take your six classes, I'll be taking six, and a seventh at home. Hah! It's creative writing.. How hard can it be? *doomed for life*
I'm getting sick. How awesome is that? My throat is swollen, I'm having consistent headaches, I get sharp pains in my stomach--- And being on the rag isn't helping at all. Come on everyone.. Maybe this is the big one. Hah. YEAH, DEATH! *AIDS* *AIDS* [inside joke with David]
It's definitly sad that it took me five days to update. That sucks. Well, whatever. It's not like many people read my journal... It just used to be so damn detailed... something to look back at. Now it's nothing. Ok...
My lover is asleep on the futon. I was laying with him, but his incessant snoring was annoying the living hell out of me, which I suppose was a good thing, but I ended up leaving anyway. Moved to my room, watched "While You Were Out," listened to music, the usual. What I don't understand is, why can't I sleep tonight? Every night this entire week, I've wanted to sleep at 9 or 10 but couldn't because of school work. Now, although I still have a ton of work, I have the opportunity to sleep, and can't.
...He seems to have stopped snoring though, so maybe I'll pull a slick one and sleep with him tonight. My mother hasn't said anything about us being "comfortable" lately (she's too old-fashioned and doesn't allow us to lay together, without a blanket, let alone with one).
Something else super cool happened, too. You know how much I want to leave AP US History? :looks at clock: Yesterday, I went to the guidance counselor and demanded him to replace history with creative writing. Guess what he does. He hands me an independent study sheet and says I can take it as a seventh class! While all of you Lowell Catholic students take your six classes, I'll be taking six, and a seventh at home. Hah! It's creative writing.. How hard can it be? *doomed for life*