'Cause it's nine in the afternoon....
Do I sound Repetitive? I don't really know...
Well I just kinda feel like I always complain about the same things...be it my lack of time (yet I'm typing this...well, it is 3:15...), or my guilt about something or another, or my lack of conversations. They all link together anyhow...I'm guilty because I don't have conversations because I don't have time anymore. See?
Also, I miss all of my friends! More than anyone can imagine or even tell by how I look all the time! I miss you guys sooo much and you guys are the ONLY reason I'm looking forward to next year. School SUX and I totally wish I could drop out now...but alas, my honours status keeps me from doing that! stressed Darn you smartness... stare
Oh well. Anyhow, I suppose I'm only cranky and irritable and depressed because I haven't slept in DAYS. And I also haven't eaten much at all. Yep. T'is the pains of preparing to leave for Hawaii. So sad. I haven't slept a minute all evening and yet I have to get ready to leave at like 5am. (2 hours from now)
So, I figured I'd come here and rant in my little bloggy thing for a good while and see if that'll prepare me for the week with the OCD gang I call my relz. Love 'em to death but they get carried away with the Germophobia/OCD thing. Seriously, it's getting OLD. They take it too far with the impeding on others' lives. If I don't wash my hands after touching a square millimeter of OXYGEN they flip!!! ugh.
But like I said, I still love them, just not the OCD.
So there you have it Dearies. The story of Aya-chan's life (well...almost) Written by a VERY sleep deprived and hungry Aya-chan. Enjoy that while I list a few random stuffs. =3
Listening to: The voices that are telling me to sleep
Plans: Hawaii prep in 2hrs approx. and such and such blah blah blah
Quote: "Those preppy Celebrity chicks can carry around those gay little dogs. But I carry around a hermit crab as big as their dogs!!" ~My buddy Fryingpan (nothing like a little humour from the FP, eh?)
Mood: Tired/hungry/irritable/depressed/ALL OF THE ABOVE!!!! scream
Wants: To be part of Trauma Center so she can cure Guilt.
also wants: A large cup of Starbucks Shaken Passion Iced Tea with lots of sweetener in it and an Espresso Brownie/Vanilla Scone wink
also wants (boy is Aya-chan needy):To have like 20 minutes to call someone up on the phone and talk. I am the ONLY one who knows this 'someone' so don't you DARE even ask. stressed
Dream: To sleep perhaps. or maybe to have some cakes? Cakes are nice...
Final thoughts: "Fawk, am I gonna be a gonnar without meh compy for a WEEK!! gonk Don't miss me too, too much Gaia, I know you love to get my monies"
Well I just kinda feel like I always complain about the same things...be it my lack of time (yet I'm typing this...well, it is 3:15...), or my guilt about something or another, or my lack of conversations. They all link together anyhow...I'm guilty because I don't have conversations because I don't have time anymore. See?
Also, I miss all of my friends! More than anyone can imagine or even tell by how I look all the time! I miss you guys sooo much and you guys are the ONLY reason I'm looking forward to next year. School SUX and I totally wish I could drop out now...but alas, my honours status keeps me from doing that! stressed Darn you smartness... stare
Oh well. Anyhow, I suppose I'm only cranky and irritable and depressed because I haven't slept in DAYS. And I also haven't eaten much at all. Yep. T'is the pains of preparing to leave for Hawaii. So sad. I haven't slept a minute all evening and yet I have to get ready to leave at like 5am. (2 hours from now)
So, I figured I'd come here and rant in my little bloggy thing for a good while and see if that'll prepare me for the week with the OCD gang I call my relz. Love 'em to death but they get carried away with the Germophobia/OCD thing. Seriously, it's getting OLD. They take it too far with the impeding on others' lives. If I don't wash my hands after touching a square millimeter of OXYGEN they flip!!! ugh.
But like I said, I still love them, just not the OCD.
So there you have it Dearies. The story of Aya-chan's life (well...almost) Written by a VERY sleep deprived and hungry Aya-chan. Enjoy that while I list a few random stuffs. =3
Listening to: The voices that are telling me to sleep
Plans: Hawaii prep in 2hrs approx. and such and such blah blah blah
Quote: "Those preppy Celebrity chicks can carry around those gay little dogs. But I carry around a hermit crab as big as their dogs!!" ~My buddy Fryingpan (nothing like a little humour from the FP, eh?)
Mood: Tired/hungry/irritable/depressed/ALL OF THE ABOVE!!!! scream
Wants: To be part of Trauma Center so she can cure Guilt.
also wants: A large cup of Starbucks Shaken Passion Iced Tea with lots of sweetener in it and an Espresso Brownie/Vanilla Scone wink
also wants (boy is Aya-chan needy):To have like 20 minutes to call someone up on the phone and talk. I am the ONLY one who knows this 'someone' so don't you DARE even ask. stressed
Dream: To sleep perhaps. or maybe to have some cakes? Cakes are nice...
Final thoughts: "Fawk, am I gonna be a gonnar without meh compy for a WEEK!! gonk Don't miss me too, too much Gaia, I know you love to get my monies"
Your eyes are the size of the moon...
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