| 8-18-2003; 9:55am First day of school today. I'm a college boy now. I don't know what the heck I'm doing, but I'll figure it out when I get there. I'm feeling optimistic, but well, first-day jitters....wish me luck, readers....uhm, reader. Somebody...*sigh* 8-15-2003; 7:31pm I'm not really quarantined, that's more a polite suggestion than guidelines. However, this medication is being a pisser. For a 5-day supply of a one-a-day pill, it's being a real pisser. Apparently, I'm part of the 5% that recieve the flattering side-effect of diarrhea. I'm hoping for nausea and rashes too now, fucking hell. 8-15-2003; 1:23pm I'm quarantined. I 'need my rest'. I needed my rest two days ago, when my queer brother took me on a 'field trip' to Los Angeles, to look at boutiques, while I felt like shit. I don't know how he always cons me into coming with him to South Coast Plaza, and what-not...actually, I think I go for free lunch. But now I'm trapped once again, and I don't feel that great anyways. I'm just bored, trapped, and hungry, that's all. 8-14-2003; 3:47pm Ever have one of those sick days where you weren't really that sick? You were just sick ENOUGH, to feel miserable, but not too sick, as to feel like you're dying? I feel like I should be running laps, I feel pretty, goddammit. When I'm not sweating my balls off, I can't breathe. When I'm breathing fine, it feels like 100 degrees outsi--...wait, it IS 100 degrees outside. What a shitty world. So, I'm reduced to heavy liquid intake, and sleeping a lot. Not a good sign, since College starts on Monday. But this doesn't seem to be a lasting thing. 8-13-2003; 8:28pm I had a dream this morning about Kate. Who the hell is Kate? I felt a deep love for someone I've never even heard of. I cried, because she was gone, and now that I think of it, I don't have any idea who she is. What a joke my life has become. I think my life's gotten pretty empty lately. I still miss Holly. Bah, she's probably ran off with some other flavor of the minute. Then there is Glynnes, whom I can never have. There's always Raine. I want to see her again. My life's a wreck. 8-12-2003; 1:40am Well, registration went without a hitch. I didn't get the English class I wanted, but the one I ended up with starts at Noon, instead of earlier, like the class I wanted. It's not so bad, but I lost a lunch hour in the process. Things seem to be working out. I just need to cover the rest of the basics, student ID, books, assorted other fees, parking permit...and learning to fucking drive. I'm supposed to be a pent up ball of rage right now, but I feel fine. 8-10-2003; 7:35pm I get to register for classes tomorrow. It's a moot point, in my opinion, because I still can't drive anyways. I'm useless. 8-7-2003; 3:41pm Eh, what can I say? Nothing to see here, not today. Well, if you are interested, I can knit more Gryffindor scarves, due to a sudden influx of gold and burgundy yarn...but other than that, I don't have much to say, really. *sigh*. |