what is love? is love even real? and why does it leave me feeling like I got hit in the jimmy?
I really do hate school. Today I had more than 20 people make comments about the color of my scalp before they mentioned my hair at all. Some people didn't even notice my hair at all. Oh well, who cares about them. I just got a shower, and I very reluctantly shampooed my hair to get rid of my yellow scalp. When I got out of the shower my hair looked like it had lost all of its color. But after examining it, it just looked that way cause it was wet. The kid in my chem class that has something against Elyzah felt like telling me all of her faults again today, including this time that she had hurt his friend Ray. I went over to Elyzah's house today, and I didn't realize how much I missed her until I saw her. We hung around the house and cuddled, but not always in the usual kind of way in front of the TV. Hell, we wandered around the house a little bit. Mmm, banana. Big long hugs are good. While I was hugging Elyzah I kept remembering the quote that is the title of this entry. Why hello there Bob. Ska music sounds interesting. Around 6:30 my eyesight suddenly went for about a half-hour. You know what it looks like when you rub your eyes? My eyesight was like that for a half-hour. Fucking annoying. I took a nap because my head hurt and I wanted to get rid of my fucked up vision. I feel better. Hmm, I wonder how Elyzah felt when I wasn't on around 7:30. I am bondage boy! Master of masochism! Defender of domination! Able to withstand a whipping for over 72 hours! Damn, I get so creative while riding my piece of shit bike home in the freezing cold.