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So, I talked to Abi last night. Apparently she sliced her finger open by simply gripping a glass and it busting from the small pressure of said action. She had to get three stitches in her pinky -- ouch. I've never had to get stitches in my entire life, although there were time's I probably should have and refused. -- Hope you're feeling alright, Abilita.
Moving along . . . I do not feel like going to class today at all. It isn't because I don't enjoy class, because I generally do, I enjoy school. However today I feel far too tired, and why you ask? Mainly because I was up until five AM, when the sun literally begins to peek it's head beyond the clouds. I ended up spending a few hours at Amy and Erin's, and decided against going to Sloppy Pelicans with them and Collene because I was too tired to begin with. I'm sleep deprived.
I've honestly been keeping myself awake on purpose. My mind has been racing over the events of my, otherwise pleasant, currently chaotic life. I understand that when it come's to the point where it's causing you to function incorrectly -- you've obviously vested yourself too deeply into the situation. This is my problem right here, as my Aunt Elaine say's 'don't vest yourself in it' .. which is, alright, good advice on a normal note, however when things begin to turn your way, you can't help but be involved.
Which is probably why I've been secluding myself from the issue, by running off with my friends and doing things I know I shouldn't be doing. I understand it possibly sounds trite, my chastizing myself over said issue -- but I wasn't doing it before, and now it's become an outlet. Bah.
I'm not going to think about it right now, after all .. tomorrow is another day.
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 ravine
2003-03-05 00:47
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I'm sorry you can relate to that. Personally I cannot stand having things itch at my brain until the wee hours of morning, when my mother and sister are up getting ready for their day, and i'm still in bed pretending to be asleep and hoping that the little bit of sunshine creeping in my window turns into a torrential downpour well equipped with numerous black clouds.
I guess I've been feeling the slightest bit depressed lately. It's bound to go away, it usually does -- Hopefully you can start sleeping again, as well. ::Sigh.:: Also: diggin' the journal. Cole is yummy. ::Swoon. Faint.:: Even though he's dead now. ::Cries.:: Or last time I checked he was ...
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ravine
2003-03-05 03:51
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I truly believe that. Although I'm generally not the kind of person that enjoys talking about it, despite it being very healthy to do so -- I haven't figured that out yet. I'm usually the listener rather than the talker, always listening to everyone elses problems and never listening to myself, or letting others hear me personally.
Otherwise, people hear me enough when I'm angry. ;) Anyhow. Did ya'll start a Charmed gaming group or something? Interesting. How did you incorperate Cole back into the SL? ::Stretch, yawn. Getting tired -- again with the insomnia.::
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