I'm here at class, and I'm so mind numbingly sick, it's not even funny.

Waking up at 7am doesn't help much at all.

My brain feels like it exploded, and the only reason it hasn't begun to leak out my eye sockets, is because my eyes haven't exploded yet, so all the brain liquid is built up against my face causing agonizing pain.

I'm so drained.

Not more than 5 minutes ago, I made a sandwhich and put it int the toaster.

It was instantly forgotten.

Much to my enjoyment the toaster went off and I remembered how hungry I was.

I like food.

I made an appointment with the campus docters tomorrow.

Maybe if all goes well they'll medicate me to the point where I don't care about all this shit.

As the days go on, this place is seeming more and more like hell ( Read more... )

Holy shit. So Life is pretty good. I'm getting along with my roomates alright, but sometimes I get some weird ass vibes. Anyways, besides the point. Today James called me and I missed the call, thought nothing of it so I put off calling him. Then I got a myspace message a few hours later. Something along the lines of "I have something important to ( Read more... )

My computer science teacher seriously just sat us down, and taught us how to count to 99. I kinda just sat there stupefied. You would think since we're in college we could count ( Read more... )

So I met the rest of my roomates today. 2 of them are confirmed smokers, I don't know about the last one yet, he seems to keep to himself a bit. I helped him set up his internet, he's very nice, seems to be a bit sheltered, but looks can be decieving. Oh well. I'm happy with the set up. I'm sure we'll have a great time living together. First day of ( Read more... )

So today marks the first day of my new life. I moved into UCF, which is awesome. My room is pretty small, but I don't really need that much space. I have 3 roomates, I met Josh, the first of them. He's from the keys. The other 2 should be checking in tomorrow, if they don't, then I don't know who's getting the rooms ( Read more... )

I had another horrible dream. This time it was my dad and my other sister. They both went to answer the door while we were staying at a hotel, and the person at the door was a terrorist for some reason, and he gunned them both down and left me alive. This shit is starting to freak me out.

I just woke up from the most horrible dream I could possibly ever have ( Read more... )