NOTHING
Today was not a good day. I think I definitely need more than 2.5 hours of sleep to function. I'm not sure whether it was b/c I was tired or what, but around 4th period I just started feeling slightly miffy and not happy. Then it increased and by 6th I was about ready to die. It does not help that Mock Trial is tonight, the practice trial tomorrow, and Hovey still hasn't gotten me my questions. To be fair, I haven't even looked at my part in about a month...so yeah.
Also tonight are the tryouts for the play. The Games We Play is apparently what we are doing this year. I am apprehensive and kinda don't even want to try out. I just hope it doesn't blow chunks. God, maybe it's senioritis b/c I just don't feel like doing anything that I normally love doing. I don't want to be in the play, I want to quit Mock Trial, I don't want to catch up on my math, I don't want to go to work, I don't really even want to change outta my PJ's. I just wanna do nothing. Nothing sounds great.
I think I will go curl up into a ball and die now, which is kinda like doing nothing.
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hmmm, the day turned out not so bad after all...
Oook... wouldn't it be even more nothing(if such exists, or doesn't, heh) to not even expend enough energy to curl up into a ball?
I should think that it would be much less work to just drop supine in the center of the road, to lie there an iota more vulnerable to mortality than usual, deciding to tempt the fates though execution of an arbitrary decision at the very moment you happen to be jaywalking between the downtown chinese parlor and a variety store.
It would be quite the experience, and in the end you could just feign lightheadedness from too much fresh air.
I myself am sick of the fucking warmth all the time and pollution of death.
If you're not RB, I might shoot myself in the foot.
Yeah, definitely RB.
definitively* rb... like I even fancied to believe that you wouldn't know it was myself by the first 0.49% of the sentence. :P Daft.
Okeydokey.
Fuck...
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