Just sick.
Whee. I feel like hell, I look like hell, and I'm in the worse mood for it. I'm trying to quit smoking... and i'm succeeding, but my bitchiness and irritation is like "whoa, what the hell's a matter with you?!"...
I wanna go to sleep for a LONG time and be all fixed. No more pain, no more fevers, no more allergies or asthma, no more bad habits. No more emotional bs. Gahd, if that were possible, do you know how much of an inbalance this world would have? No wars. No pms. No crying. Nada. Everyone would walk around with big teethy grins on their faces. Friendliness galore.
Gah. I take back my thought. How about ME just going to sleep? Yah. That would be great. I'd wake up, and i'd be all content and relaxed and blissful. GAHD!! (I seriously need to quit daydreaming. I'm not suppose to want that, i'm suppose to want misery. At least, according to the stereotypical me. I'm a sadomasochist. I'm starting to turn into a sadist more than anything else! Maybe some wild things really -are- phases kids go through.
Homework calls me. Pain reliever calls me. Hot tea calls... a thermometer calls... my bedroom needing cleaning, and my pillow also call.
So... I say goo'buh, na-nigh and buh-bye.
I wanna go to sleep for a LONG time and be all fixed. No more pain, no more fevers, no more allergies or asthma, no more bad habits. No more emotional bs. Gahd, if that were possible, do you know how much of an inbalance this world would have? No wars. No pms. No crying. Nada. Everyone would walk around with big teethy grins on their faces. Friendliness galore.
Gah. I take back my thought. How about ME just going to sleep? Yah. That would be great. I'd wake up, and i'd be all content and relaxed and blissful. GAHD!! (I seriously need to quit daydreaming. I'm not suppose to want that, i'm suppose to want misery. At least, according to the stereotypical me. I'm a sadomasochist. I'm starting to turn into a sadist more than anything else! Maybe some wild things really -are- phases kids go through.
Homework calls me. Pain reliever calls me. Hot tea calls... a thermometer calls... my bedroom needing cleaning, and my pillow also call.
So... I say goo'buh, na-nigh and buh-bye.