Fri
Dec
11
I don’t get sick often, but it seems whenever I do….it has to be something horrible.
I woke up at 3:00 in the morning to find that my throat tickle had turned into a total pain, and that my cough had become more demanding. I had the freakin’ chills, and couldn’t feel completely warm even under three of my blankets! I tried to fall back asleep, but couldn’t so I went down to get a glass of milk….it helped…for like five minutes. Everytime I yawned my throat would kill me and my eyes would tear up so after a few minutes or so it felt like I was crying, that was no fun! I finally got to sleep, and woke up just about…30 minutes ago. My head feels like it’s about to implode on itself, my throat hurts, I have the chills, and a fever of 100 degrees.
You know, it’s odd….I think I unconsicously shivered in my dream. I remember that at random points in my dream I would just make a curling motion and I’d feel a flush of warmth for about 5 secs. It’s weird.
It was also the first time in….I don’t know….a long time, that I woke up curled up on my side. I never sleep like that.
Well, have a good day at school! I’ll be thinking about you all as I stay clinged to my blanket all day! <3~
woofiedog4:
(honestly, I’m not as much as a whiner as I sound on here, I’m a happy person when I’m with people)
but I must say-
fuck my life!
(Yeah, yeah, I know I’ve got it good, I could be a starving child in Africa, but can’t you tell, I’m frustrated because I can’t make it any better.)
Trust me, Lyra. We all have those times….I….Don’t you remember? I said FML once and look at me! I freakin’ love my life! I have it made, but that doesn’t mean I’m sheltered from disappointment or frustration and we may not be starving children in Africa, but we shouldn’t let that make us close it all in. Sometimes we just need to say it….Fuck my life.
Tue
Dec
8
<33~ -ego balloon inflation!-
I really wanna make a picture about Hi-ku….since….well if you didn’t catch on from my posts about him. The guy just never gets enough love!
Running through the snow, having snowball fights with my mom, making snow angels, and walking to the beat of “Tip of the Iceberg”….damn…life is good. <3
Trust me, walk to the beat of “Tip of the Iceberg” next time you’re outside in the snow. If that doesn’t make you feel completely warmer than I don’t know what will!
Someday. My chemistry teacher gave a whole speech about it today, and I kinda felt silly because I don’t follow it. We’re in school simply to pave our future, we might not like being here and we may hate our classes and the hours we waste doing homework….but it’s gonna be worth it in the end. All the work we do now will only prove to put us in a place we need to be.
Yet, here I am clinging to my time now. I value my time and writing too much to try taking advanced classes. I have the privilage to….My parents don’t think less of me because I’m only in I classes….
Sorry I’m not much help.
