I'll miss ya.
I woke up this morning with a huge headache, it hurt to move it at all. I took some Tylenol and figured it was nothing, and that it would just go away once I took a shower and got all ready.Then as the morning progressed, it didn't leave, and I started feeling worse. My stomach is killing me, and it's not a regular tummy pain. It's like this dull soarness, with sharp jolts of pain every few minutes.

I haven't eaten any oranges so it's not that, Taryn.

I didn't really want to stay home, which is why I waited until the last minute to decide if I was. I wanted to see if I would start to feel better at all, and if I did I would have went to school. I hate missing school. I don't really like going, but I really don't like missing it. It just makes you have to do more work in less time. I'm sure glad I have my stuff to write my essay for english with. Dolbee isn't the type of teacher that would give me an extra day.

Well, my eyes are killing me from looking at this screen. I'm going to go lay down. See ya.

10 days, biatch.

When I awoke this morning at quarter after 10, (*sigh*, such a good time to wake up..) I had the sudden urge to go roll around in the snow. I'm still considering it.

How nice would a snowman look in my front yard?

[Edit]
It is terrible packing snow. I couldn't even make a regular snowball, no way could I make a snow man. I got all ready for nothing.

I'm the best procrastinator in all the land!

I'll even show you.
...
Wait, no, I'll do it later.

I specialize in makin' all the girls get naked
I love this song..and that scares me.

Life has been good lately. I've been really apathetic though, mainly towards school. I have no motivation to do anything. I need summer to come, soon. I'm sick of the cold.

It's crazy, but it could work.
So I finally got an idea for my story. It took awhile, but I got one. It's about this guy who goes crazy, or develops some sort of multiple personality disorder.

Read more..

Yeah, sounds sort of stupid in those words, but I think I can make it into something cool.

A 20 minute movie!?

Now that's just insane.

Home, Sick

So I woke up at six this morning, and I could barely speak, my throat hurt so bad. When I tried to talk it felt like there was a rusty saw scraping against the back of my throat, ripping apart my vocal cords. I can speak now, quietly, but once in awhile I forget and go to sing along with the music, and it hurts pretty bad.

Have fun at school, see you all later.

Burn me

I knew nothing would change. It never will.