Thursday, February 26, 2004

Okay, new day. I can do this. I can get by on little to no sleep and a complete lack of love from the opposite of sex. Despite two nosebleeds I am still alive. This song is not helping me stay awake. Nor is the incessant barking of that little rat-dog helping either. I have to go to school today. I should be ready in four minutes but I am actually naked in my room at my computer chair telling the blogging community that I am naked in my chair blogging at four-to-seven-thirty-in-the-morning. What has been going on lately? Not much. The interesting people I have met have turned into, more or less, just weird. But in that almost-good way. Ha, that makes no sense. Egh, deal with it. I have the urge to just back into bed right now and refuse to leave for school on basis of my mental state. Okay, moving song onto Devil's Haircut. Which is a bit more of an 'awake' song. My shoulders are cold. I don't want to wear clothes. My geckos need food. I want some cold cereal right now. My ankle is substantially colder than the rest of me right now. Okay, boys. Had to touch that subject. I have a few that I would die to be associated with in that way. They are these super-nice, smart, funny guys, all three of them. I am friends with all three. I have helped one to heal from past romantic stuff in his life and he kinda describes me when he talks about what he wants his girlfriend to be like. One is so funny I practically urinate whenever he talks. This guy was cheated on but we barely talked about it. We kinda flirt, almost, but it is mostly me and I was actually cold. The third... I just met this year. I don't know what about him. He is friends with the other two. He is also pretty funny but not in the way of the second guy I mentioned. This guy also has a nice house with a freaking view to kill. That has nothing to do with him though, and I (sorta) thought he was really cool before I went to his house. In fact, I don't even know if I like him. But I think I do. Okay, finish this later. School. I will be late now if I don't hurry.

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