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Monday, October 4, 2004


   *bangs her head, repeatedly, against a wall* ARGH!

;_; I had the absolute worst morning this morning. I spent most of yesterday talking to friends from Australia on the net and was completely depressed this morning. I arrived late, terrible expressionless face, left class at the bell (it was religion =X) to go to P.E and was walking with friends who were constantly asking what was wrong and I couldn't help it. I cried. Tears in my eyes =X ICK. I hate crying in front of people. Makes me feel silly, dunno why :S Anyway, I went to P.E, and since my teacher is nice, I felt better after a while. And because I had a nice person with me the whole time. I never really thought she'd be the person I'd turn to when I was sad but she was there ALL day. It's all good in the end cause now I feel better around her and cause after that lesson I was fine. Moments. Argh, the most irritating thing is that these moments come and go as they please, never warning me (she says irritated) and go away after an hour or so, just to return hours, days, weeks, or months later... The wierdest thing is that I was fine the rest of the day. =/ I'm a freak =X

Anyway, a good friend of mine wasn't at school today, which I think helped me in a bit. Although she's sick, I usually spend all my time with her, but her absence allowed me to strengthen friendships with other people (people who are actually in my home-room. People with whom I spend all my time). For lack of a better, less tacky-cliché expression, IT'S ALLLLLL GOOOOOOD.


Aaaaaaaaaaaaanyway:

Listening to: "My Bed" by Amy Winehouse

Lyrics: N/A (at the moment)

Mood: Carrots make you see in the dark...

Book: "Vittorio, the vampire" by Anne Rice (kick-ass book!)

Now listening to: "Same Direction" by Hoobastank

Lyrics: N/A (for the mean time)








Further comments: I hope you've all been good and having fun. Stay safe and take care my dears. *huggles*


In the words of the All Mighty, All Knowing, All Seeing, Pest: Love, peace and chicken grease.


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