(Significantly Longer) Update (Than Was Anticipated)
I am going to update; not because I have anything to say, but because I really just need to update.
So.
High school politics make me ill. I stay out of all the stuff that goes on, because I'm a hippie or something like that and can't stand conflict, but it (conflict) seems to come to me. The people who surround me are constantly whining about something or talking about how someone has "betrayed" them. If my definition of betrayal was the same as theirs, I would have no friends at all.
Maybe I'm just forgiving, maybe I'm an idiot, but I guarantee I have less stress in my life because of it.
Not that I don't like my friends or anything. I just wish they were less dramatic. (Ohgod I hate the word drama. It makes me think of a group of gossipy girls at a slumber party.)
Hokay! Now that I'm done with the compulsory teenage angst part of this entry, we can move on.
I accidentally inhaled a marker today (YES IT WAS REALLY AN ACCIDENT STOP JUDGING ME D:<). First I got a headache and couldn't feel the inside of my mouth. I also seemed to experience short-term memory loss. Once those symptoms subsided, I was laying on the picnic table on the back deck looking up at the sky and I kept seeing tiny specks of light flying around everywhere in front of me. Now, these specks didn't fool me; I knew they were just in my imagination. If you know you're hallucinating, are you really hallucinating? Don't you have to BELIEVE in the hallucination for it to count? I don't really know. I'm not experienced in these things. If you happen to know or have an opinion on the matter, please feel free to make some sort of contact. I am intrigued.
The funniest part about the whole thing is that there's a good chance the marker was nontoxic. Each of those symptoms was quite possibly the creation of my hypochondriacal mind. (Though I'm pretty sure I was actually seeing the little specks of light.) Weird how things work, eh?
Oh! Oh yeah! The enormous decades project? That hideous project from HELL? It's OVER. I have not been as happy as I am today in months. MONTHS! No lie. We seem to have managed an A on our group presentation. We got a ton of compliments on our video (which I edited). I just hope I do as well on my individual work.
The completion of this project, in addition to making me quite a lot happier, means that I will have more time for using the computer in the coming weeks. I still have to share with my mom on weekdays, but at least I'll be here sometimes as opposed to almost never.
Which leads me to the next subject. My dad CLAIMS that I'll be getting a computer within the next two weeks. He's been known to make promises he can't keep, but I'm going to go ahead and keep my fingers crossed for it this time. It's not like crossing your fingers is all that painful or inconvenient or anything. It just makes it more difficult to write... and ride a bike... and perform neurosurgery.
Eer, I guess I did have some stuff to say. Now I've said it. Cool.
So.
High school politics make me ill. I stay out of all the stuff that goes on, because I'm a hippie or something like that and can't stand conflict, but it (conflict) seems to come to me. The people who surround me are constantly whining about something or talking about how someone has "betrayed" them. If my definition of betrayal was the same as theirs, I would have no friends at all.
Maybe I'm just forgiving, maybe I'm an idiot, but I guarantee I have less stress in my life because of it.
Not that I don't like my friends or anything. I just wish they were less dramatic. (Ohgod I hate the word drama. It makes me think of a group of gossipy girls at a slumber party.)
Hokay! Now that I'm done with the compulsory teenage angst part of this entry, we can move on.
I accidentally inhaled a marker today (YES IT WAS REALLY AN ACCIDENT STOP JUDGING ME D:<). First I got a headache and couldn't feel the inside of my mouth. I also seemed to experience short-term memory loss. Once those symptoms subsided, I was laying on the picnic table on the back deck looking up at the sky and I kept seeing tiny specks of light flying around everywhere in front of me. Now, these specks didn't fool me; I knew they were just in my imagination. If you know you're hallucinating, are you really hallucinating? Don't you have to BELIEVE in the hallucination for it to count? I don't really know. I'm not experienced in these things. If you happen to know or have an opinion on the matter, please feel free to make some sort of contact. I am intrigued.
The funniest part about the whole thing is that there's a good chance the marker was nontoxic. Each of those symptoms was quite possibly the creation of my hypochondriacal mind. (Though I'm pretty sure I was actually seeing the little specks of light.) Weird how things work, eh?
Oh! Oh yeah! The enormous decades project? That hideous project from HELL? It's OVER. I have not been as happy as I am today in months. MONTHS! No lie. We seem to have managed an A on our group presentation. We got a ton of compliments on our video (which I edited). I just hope I do as well on my individual work.
The completion of this project, in addition to making me quite a lot happier, means that I will have more time for using the computer in the coming weeks. I still have to share with my mom on weekdays, but at least I'll be here sometimes as opposed to almost never.
Which leads me to the next subject. My dad CLAIMS that I'll be getting a computer within the next two weeks. He's been known to make promises he can't keep, but I'm going to go ahead and keep my fingers crossed for it this time. It's not like crossing your fingers is all that painful or inconvenient or anything. It just makes it more difficult to write... and ride a bike... and perform neurosurgery.
Eer, I guess I did have some stuff to say. Now I've said it. Cool.