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01.06.2003 @ 10:19 pm

i actually had a wonderful first day back at school. it's really sad, when i can say that i am happy that holidays are over, because school (normally the main cause of my stress) is more relaxing. but it was a good day, and i was actually productive as well...

i did manage to sleep in though, after turning my alarm off because i was getting up. or falling back asleep. whichever. it was wonderful though, how my dad's version of 6:30 is 6:42. and yeah, 12 minutes makes a difference. that 12 minutes is generally spent at the computer, checking email, talking to chad, and whatever other morning things i do at the computer. but i somehow managed to get myself together and out the door on time. and then i did my makeup on the bus, because i was having one of those days where i felt i needed it. (the whoel 3 minutes that it takes...and i didn't poke my eye out with a mascara wand or anything.)

then kendra decided to ask everyone on the bus that she knew if they thought i looked hot this morning. my hair was wet, and i didn't brush it. and people agreed to it. i think it was out of pity though.

i managed not to talk to rob during ta, even though he was out in the great hall and staring at me through the window. i didn't manage to get away from it in english this afternoon though, but it was okay. even though i had ms. birce's sub after me for not doing any work. rob and i tried to convince him that i was magic, and that i could be in two places at once. surprisingly, it didn't work....

then sitting in the humanities computer lab, drew made fun of the weird kid that touched my hair the first time i met him. and not in a malicious way, (like drew normally would) but this kid is just stupid. and was all offended that drew throws things at me. well, uh first off, he doesn't throw them overly hard, i just have an inordinate fear of things flying towards me. and secondly, i threw them first! i don't get people sometimes....

and then tonight i found my script for acting that i thought i lost. it was actually on my bed. i'm a loser. i have no clue how i manage to perform normal human functions...

and i managed to function today on about three hours of sleep and no caffiene, due to being up until almost 2 talking to nick about how i wanted to die...and then about reliving summersault because we were talking about olp and then how that's the only concert he's ever been to, and then trying to get my cd creator program to work (a helpful tip with that...don't save a tracklist for later use and then move/rename the files. it doesn't work very good.) and then i couldn't sleep. but then i did. and this morning i didn't have time to drink coffee at home, and i didn't have the motivation to walk to school so that i could stop at starbucks. and the vending machine coffee is for moments of sheer desperation only.
'the greatest view'
silverchair


you're the analyst
the fungus in my milk
when you want no one
and you got someone
through the wind
you crawl
and laugh at the burning house
but no one else will
ever see

now that you know why you feel like you do
they're turning their head whilst they wait
for no one
and finally i know why you feel like letting go

i'm watching you watch
over me and i've got
the greatest view from here
mistakes don't mean a thing
if you don't regret them
so pack your tactic toes for the winter

chain a waterfall to burned and withered skin
no one else will ever see



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