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Still feeling like death. I keep taking cold and flu tablets, having a nap, and then knocking myself out for 4 or so hours instead of the 1 I was planning.

Also, I'm having coughing fits. Dear body, pls to be keeping my lung inside you, love me.

Sentimental, and I am not enjoying it.

Excited. My band is about to head off to a band festival at Busch Gardens. But the weather is kinda cruddy and I hope it doesn't affect the roller coasters.

Busch Gardens? I remember I wanted to move there when I was little.

I feel a vague satisfaction in having finished chapters 5 and 6 of this story I'm writing (based on an original-universe RP with some friends from a different forum). Also, I'm bored cause nobody's on this early, frustrated because everyone's always on too late for me to stay long, and I'm tired so I'm going to sleep.

Oh, and I'm slightly amused at the fact that I might take a poll to see if people want me to kill off my character.

And very uncomfortable. My stomach always gets weird when I'm up early. But I can't help it if it's physically impossible for me to sleep between 3 and 6 AM!

Feeling really excited about living, though I still have so much I need to be doing right now. I recently found a new friend to convide in, and I'm curous to see where it will go. It will make living more complex, but that's the fun of living, yes?

Tense and wondering how something's going, and sad cause I wasn't able to get there
But insanely amused at something else.

Arrr, the 6-workday week's finally over.
*shoots herself and dies happy*

So incredibly SICK of all the drama that's going on.

Like, seriously. Our campus needs the drama llama as a mascot.

If it's not the daily domestic between Adele and Daniel, it's Simone having a breakdown due to a lovely combination of ecstasy, anti-depressants, and alcohol, and chucking a hissy fit when I try and take her to the hospital.

I need to lock myself in a room to avoid this all.

Let's just say I wouldn't be surprised if some sort of heat rays came out of my eyes. I'd be angrier, because my computer would be destroyed (well, the monitor, anyway), but I wouldn't be all that surprised. *seethes*

Well-rested. Slept until 10:30 this morning.

Showing every early sign of going into a raging fury and losing every last shred of self worth and trust I have in humans of the female persuasion.

I sincerely hope its a misunderstanding.

Not so good, to say the least. I'm debating whether I should try and get my lazy butt off this computer chair so I can hide in my room and cry without having to wipe my face every two seconds so nobody will see.

It appears to be a misunderstanding.
Minor lies involved. But I think I can pass that up in the circumstances.

Meltdown averted. We are returning to normality.




On a side note, I freaking love that I've found a Forbidden Planet at last.

I can at long last say, that I've had as much sleep as I needed to have.

Exicted because Gladiators returns to UK television at 6pm tonight on Sky One.

Annoyed because my laptop (which I have had since Easter) is flashing (plus it is switching between Charging and battery power) when plugging in.