MY NECK HURTS
And I blame SCHOOL. Seriously, those chairs are KILLING ME SLOWLY with their song. Which is a squeaking. But that's not what did it. They're just uncomfortable and then when I got home the left side of my neck and shoulder hurt. Just the left side. And I kept waking up and trying to find a position where it didn't hurt and it was nearly impossible. And then I had like 3 nightmares in a row, but stupid ones. Like, I had to go into a goth shop with my family and kept trying to save my mother from looking at scary things. And then a little kid became fond of me and I was so happy but then she wanted her favorite pajamas and I couldn't find them and her meter for liking me kept going down until I wasn't her favorite anymore and I was like "NO A CHILD FINALLY LOVES ME AND NOW IT'S GONE." And then I was driving and the cars were driving really fast and it was like a Mario Kart course and it was terrifying. It turns out that it WOULDN'T be as fun if driving was like Mario Kart because they were throwing crap at me and I think maybe I would have died if I hadn't woken up.
In other news, the due date for my scary school project was pushed back by a month! YAAAY! But then my other class professor emailed us and my group is presenting first. Booooo. I'm not so comfortable with that. I hate going first. I always shoot for the last day of presentations. It's like someone told her and she went "OH REHEEHEEALLY" like Ace Ventura.
Oh. Man. What if one of my groupmates actually went to her and begged to be first? Stabbed in the back by one of my own? I can't work with people like that! Now I have to find out who it was, like in Clue. And then, when I find out, I'll stare at them with ANGER.
...Should I take Ibuprofen? Do I need a neck brace? o.o Can...one side of your neck be broken? Hahahaa, no. It doesn't hurt enough for that. Plus...don't you die if your neck breaks? Like on TV? ...I probably just sprained it. Somehow.
In other news, the due date for my scary school project was pushed back by a month! YAAAY! But then my other class professor emailed us and my group is presenting first. Booooo. I'm not so comfortable with that. I hate going first. I always shoot for the last day of presentations. It's like someone told her and she went "OH REHEEHEEALLY" like Ace Ventura.
Oh. Man. What if one of my groupmates actually went to her and begged to be first? Stabbed in the back by one of my own? I can't work with people like that! Now I have to find out who it was, like in Clue. And then, when I find out, I'll stare at them with ANGER.
...Should I take Ibuprofen? Do I need a neck brace? o.o Can...one side of your neck be broken? Hahahaa, no. It doesn't hurt enough for that. Plus...don't you die if your neck breaks? Like on TV? ...I probably just sprained it. Somehow.