What am i to do with all this silence?
Mar. 23rd, 2004 08:51 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wolven7Nada Surf - [Popular]--- http://sinfest.net/d/20040323.html That was about my morning. So here's how my day went, today: Went to bed at 3 am. Woke up at 6 am, violently, violenly ill. Make it to bathroom, take care of that. Pass out again, at 6.15am. Wake up at 6.30 am. Violently Ill, Again. Really done, this time. We swear. Pass out again, at 7.15am. Sleep untill 9.15am, at which point the alarm goes off. I turn off said alarm, fall unconscious again. 9.45am, i wake up and say "Oh Shit, it's 9.45!" and i relegate myself to being late, for my first class. (QNTAL - [Ad Mortem Festinamus]). Still feeling a bit off, so no morning caffeine, or snack. Late to class, very tired. Class. Food, being some ginger, and a cherry coke, because the ginger helped. Out and about, bitching about shite ensues, at the behest of others. I bitch, i'm done. Ranting. Class, test, getting an A on it, one way or the other. Sitting around, talking about plans to take over the world, or, more precisely, what will happen If and When i take over the world. Nothing said about how i plan to get into power. People call me insane, i laugh at them, and let them think what they want.
More classes, falling asleep, so tired. Classes done, call my mom, to see about driving, we're both tired, i go home. I get home, eat a sammich, drink a soda, and here we all are.
VNV Nation - [Solitary]--- Some things of note. People have asked why i don't talk to whoever it is that apparently has so many problems with me, and deal with that. And the answer is two-fold. 1) The only problem i have, with them, at the moment is that they didn't come to me, about this shit, in the first place, and if they need to be reminded why that bothers me, then... Well, that's a whole different Issue. And 2) It could all, honestly, be a very large mix up. A ginormously large mix up. Which, really, is more of a case for talking to the person/people, and getting this shit sorted. Either way, if it continues, it will be Sorted, one way, or another.
I'm going to go drink my soda, and read things, now. Later.
More classes, falling asleep, so tired. Classes done, call my mom, to see about driving, we're both tired, i go home. I get home, eat a sammich, drink a soda, and here we all are.
VNV Nation - [Solitary]--- Some things of note. People have asked why i don't talk to whoever it is that apparently has so many problems with me, and deal with that. And the answer is two-fold. 1) The only problem i have, with them, at the moment is that they didn't come to me, about this shit, in the first place, and if they need to be reminded why that bothers me, then... Well, that's a whole different Issue. And 2) It could all, honestly, be a very large mix up. A ginormously large mix up. Which, really, is more of a case for talking to the person/people, and getting this shit sorted. Either way, if it continues, it will be Sorted, one way, or another.
I'm going to go drink my soda, and read things, now. Later.
