It's just me and my kitteh.
Dear Journal Morning Thing,
Music is good to wake up to, in fact, I wouldn't be going to school if I couldn't listen to this. My kitteh's right next to me, she's assisting me in opening my eyes. ( Okay, they're open, but...clothespinned. )
No one else is around, if you don't count my Dad, so I'm just chillin'. . . Till 7:50. Then I can be all blah and pout and sleep on my desk till he stops reading that damned book, and lets me do something. e.e;
If that didn't hint it, I get bored easily, and I just want to do my damn schoolwork so the day can be over. -Sigh- I did that all day yesterday, and the day was -slow- e.e; Boring, and slow. I worked hard, and then I got water squirted at me, palms scratched, and a paperclick flicked. Neee...-twitch-
Can't wait to be home again, even when I am. I know it's coming, 15 mins and he'll be knocking on the door, then we'll be gone. -Sigh- v.v; Dun wanna gooo...
So, obviously I have 'communication problems'. First I wouldn't talk, and then I would, I guess. Confusing, isn't it? Must of been after I got so fucking bored that my brain was slowly going through agony. . . MAKE IT STOP. -Zonks on desk-
Well, I'm going back to bein' mindless and listening to my music. <3. Love you Lisa, and anyone 'special' who happens to be glancing at this journal. x.x;
Luffs,
C
Music is good to wake up to, in fact, I wouldn't be going to school if I couldn't listen to this. My kitteh's right next to me, she's assisting me in opening my eyes. ( Okay, they're open, but...clothespinned. )
No one else is around, if you don't count my Dad, so I'm just chillin'. . . Till 7:50. Then I can be all blah and pout and sleep on my desk till he stops reading that damned book, and lets me do something. e.e;
If that didn't hint it, I get bored easily, and I just want to do my damn schoolwork so the day can be over. -Sigh- I did that all day yesterday, and the day was -slow- e.e; Boring, and slow. I worked hard, and then I got water squirted at me, palms scratched, and a paperclick flicked. Neee...-twitch-
Can't wait to be home again, even when I am. I know it's coming, 15 mins and he'll be knocking on the door, then we'll be gone. -Sigh- v.v; Dun wanna gooo...
So, obviously I have 'communication problems'. First I wouldn't talk, and then I would, I guess. Confusing, isn't it? Must of been after I got so fucking bored that my brain was slowly going through agony. . . MAKE IT STOP. -Zonks on desk-
Well, I'm going back to bein' mindless and listening to my music. <3. Love you Lisa, and anyone 'special' who happens to be glancing at this journal. x.x;
Luffs,
C