sliding

Thank God for Linkin Park; I don't think I'd be as calm as I am without them to explode for me. Nothing seems to be working. I mean, things are good, but it's as if an aspect of my life is missing. School? Sierra? Heavy Metal? Writing? I don't know...

But I'm writing, and listening to screaming and artfully discordant noise, so it's not either of those...

What teenager do YOU know misses school on a long weekend? So that's probably not it...

I think tomorrow is going to be my "play games until you're sick of it, then do homework and college apps so that you don't feel guilty about wasting the whole day" day.

five faces
has the cube
twisted away

nine fingers
has the hand
one's ring has cut it off

one lane
the road
drive it the same as the rest

or break.

Bleh. Poor poetry, uncomfortably warm downstairs, and the aftertaste of Banana-Nut (?!) Cappuchino. Tonight is odd.

But on a better note, I went to Love, Actually with Lauren. She's been feeling kinda below the weather and I had some time, so we had a good night. Even if I did have to make it home in time for supper (Sorry, love!)

Kids, your Christmas is going to be funnY. Fun and funny, and warm. And for some, furry. But fun for all.

Hah, I just realized we only have like two weeks or so of school before Christmas break. Maybe three. Cool.

Man, I have SO many expenses lined up...Nice clothes for Forensics meets and Interviews and such, Christmas presents, CDs for my own selfish self, etc. Mensch.

OK, feelin' the oppression today. My mom made me put away the clothes in my room or I couldn't use the car. It sounds a lot more reasonable a few hours later, and in writing, but then it was total bs. She said I had to have a "system".

What!? I'm 18. My system is stay outta my face about silly little shit like that and I'll be sullen and stay out of YOUR face.