*~DREAM~*

Lets just run away somewhere. Truly escape from this world and go where no one else is. Just the two of us...
Yeah...just a bad dream...
This is...a dream...
You're a little bit shy
A little too quiet
You're the mixed up girl
That everybody leaves behind...


                                                         -Our Lady Peace

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December 2, 2003: The Efficiency of Those Who Are Supposed to Assist You.

In an effort to not waste this "wonderful" day of not being at school, I decided to at least pretend to update this site, at least for as long as my head doesn't explode and make me fall onto the floor. Of course, I will do anything I can to prevent that from happening, because as fun as sitting at the hospital for three hours on Friday and sitting at the doctor's office for three and a half hours on Saturday is, I'd rather continue to sit and waste time wishing there was something productive to do online. Though sitting here doing nothing is actually more worthwhile than where I could be right now: Spanish class. Not that doctors aren't effcient, I mean, of course I understand why it took three and a half hours to bother to come and say hi and take my blood pressure five times, and then to let me know that they have no idea why I passed out at work. Thanks, I'm glad I know I'm fine. Especially after I decided that staying at school today wasn't going to work, and had to convince the nurse that yes, I was really sick, and that no, I would not kill anyone trying to drive home. Which then lead to an exciting trip to the attendance office, where the nazis reside. Because there are so many rules about what your note to leave or arrive late must say, what time you are allowed to turn it in, and whether or not your parent is allowed to give verbal pemission for you to leave, that no one knows any of the rules. But of course, that's the way it's supposed to work. We can't spend time trying to make sure that the school is running well, but rather the administration is waiting to take your drink away from you as you leave the cafeteria and make sure that the note your mom wrote you so you can go to the doctor's is *really* from your mom... because in reality, we all want to go to the doctor's for fun. Something wrong? Well, it could be any number of these 25 reasons. If it happens again within three weeks, come back, okay? Sure, I'll be right back. And you can list more things off for me. It'll be great.

And on that note... I'm going to go get more crackers.
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And to add to that, if you ever get bored, deciding to go to school all day and only use one of your arms is not a good idea. Especially when you choose your left arm and you're right handed. Thank you Jay for three years of reasons to laugh at you.
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