La La La
I'm sick. Iím upset, and Iím unmotivated. This sucks. But to be truthful with out the sickness life is no different.
At school I know of at least 6 kids that have Mono. Theyíre all preps. So Iím not to terribly worried about it, considering the preps and me have a nice little ďArmisticeĒ going: they donít bother me any more then necessary, and I donít make snide comments and insult their intelligence- in such a way that they donít understand it Ėconstantly.
Some of my friends have ditched me. I donít know why. I donít care at this point, because Iím sick. And when Iím sick I donít care. I know Iím being repetitive. But I donít care.
Some asshats on my bus today were being generic tards. They kept sticking their heads out the windows, hitting one another, and pretty much being stupid babies. Normally I would have told them to grow up, or ignore them. Today I did neither, but I didnít have the nerve to tell them off. You see at one point they popped one of the emergency exits and the bus driver had to pull over, turn off the bus, walk to the back, yell at the kids (who did nothing but try to argue with her) and close the exit, and then walk all the way back up to the front. Ext. Once again normally it would have been that bad. Except my bus driver is supper nice, and very pregnant. I was so mad at those kids. But I could do anything because they are really big. And 90% of the time I wouldnít be surprised if they have a knife somewhere on their persons.
In Theatre Production we cleaned out the Prop Room. Talk about a nightmare. We had two hours to sort through the nightmare; we did it in an hour and a half, Go Us. Funny thing though, the prop room has one of those pop ceilings where itís the panels. Well on some of the panels that are actually still there, we put some suitcases. I can see it now, in a year or two someone will need to do some electrical work and about 15 suitcases will fall on them. Heh. Guess I should make a sign huh?
What else can I ramble about? Iíve been making a short story up. Its almost 6 pages now. Maybe a little over, I donít remember, but its all typed. It made one of my friends mad, I let him read it. I left it at a cliff hanger, two of the characters were fighting, and one was just about to slash the others throat when I stopped for the night. I donít think Iíll send him the next section. Just to annoy him. Heh. I probably will. But not for a day or two.
Okay Iím running out of O.J. Iíll post when I get a chance.
I think my dog is going insane. Its under my bed sneezing.
Oh by the way, The new Graphic/link to MU.NU is my own creation.
My dog has been sneezing for almost 3 minuites now.