So, now I have a new purpose to write. A new audience. I blushed when my mom told me how she read that last entry. The pissy one. I do feel bad about cussing so much, and it does make me sound like an idiot. Sorry, Mom & Dad.
BUT! It won't keep me from writing in this. It's become a mental outlet, as much as possible. I can't let out ALL of my thoughts, but... the appropriate ones, absolutely.
It's 7:54pm on a Saturday night. I studied for a bit, tried to compile a mix CD for my sister, gave up on that, and now I'm here. I don't think we're going to do anything tonight. May take it easy. Might play some video games. Who knows.
I went to bed with a headache last night, and I woke up with the same one this morning. That wasn't such a great start to my day. I tried to go to sleep to make it go away, but I guess that pissed Noe off. He called me lazy. So I mumbled to myself, the way that pissy girlfriends do, and I got up to wash some clothes despite my pounding head. Although, I do think that forcing myself to do stuff made my headache go away, but I will not let Noe think that he has defeated me.
I still feel uncomfortable here. Everyone's so up and Adam (is that how you say it?), and I'm sitting on my laptop. Rather, my laptop is sitting on me. I feel like I should be doing more. Maybe I'll look for new music.
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