I Can't Stop Moving Cause I'll Feel Dead

Sorry, guys, all out of Repo! quotes for now - maybe later. I feel like total dog crap right now. Not only do I have super math homework, I have WORK tonight. And since I left last Firday, it's going to be awkward. Hopefully, no one's mad at me for feeling sick and going home early.

I feel REALLY bad about friday. I have abad feeling that says I'm seating people. God, I HATE seating on Fridays. Everyone acts like a bitch because they can't a table when they want one. Then they try this smart-ass move and say their 'families' are waiting for them so they can go in and get a table without the wait. This people make me sick.

I'm cold. True, that may becuase I ditched my hoodie, but I was feeling too hot in it. Wow, what a change - usually I'm too cold.

Man, my head's starting to hurt, along with my stomach. But you know those Luden's Cough Drops? The red ones that taste like cherry candy? Mom sent me off to school this morning with four of them, and I still had two. Well, one - the other one is currently in my mouth. Num yummy.

Man, I'm listening to Say Anything for the first time in almost a week, and I realize how much I missed those guys. Glad my iPod still has it on there.

Mom said that for work tonight, so I actually go there having eating a good meal, she's going to make some bacon and stick it in the fridge so I can make a BLT before work. She says she might not, if she forgets, and I told her it was all cool. But I really hope she's going to.

I held the door open for this teacher this morning, and she looked at me like I was insane. Maybe it's because since I had headphones in, and maybe she expected me to spit on her or some shit like that.

So deep, that it didn't even bleed
And catch me
So deep, that I didn't even scream
Fuck me!


Yeah, yeah, All That I've Got by The Used. Sorry - I'm a hopeless addict like that.

I'll be just fine pretending I'm
I'm far from lonely, and it's all that I've got


do dee do dee do dee do dee dooooo . . .

so, um, i'm off to write and crap, so good bye and good luck. Until the night blesses us once more with it's comforting satiny fogiveness only we off the Blood can find solace in (you know who you are)

~Jink

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