I wonder if you ever think about me when you're bored...

I've been doing a lot inside of my head. I heard "Mass Pike" by the Get-Up Kids, which is my favorite song of theirs, because I actually got to sit through the Massachusetts Turnpike, and I don't know. I kinda got...you know...the way that people get. I won't elaborate because then I'll get embarrassed, and then I might not blog for a week or something so my words can avoid your judging eyes. So it made me feel things that I don't know, kind of killed my insides. Whatever, right? No big deal. Who needs insides anyway? You only need to them to function...

Woke up this morning and I wanted to watch Lois and Clark, but it was The Triangle which is a lot like Ghost Ship. That was really unfortunate. Because it kind of made me pretty jumpy the whole day. I'm a very jumpy person. My sister scares me everyday quite often and I always scream my head off and hit her afterwards. I'm sleepy now. All I have to do is read some stupid pamphlet about not smoking or something. Argh. I think I'll take a little nap in my fluffy, clean, lovely-smelling linens. I love that. The little things. Its all about those little things.

My teachers are so fucking funny. All of them. Except Warren is intimidating. Why are all English teachers intimidating? Is it because they know everything there is to know about a comma? So now they're big and bad? My mom's probably coming home soon, so I'll be getting to sleeping. Good afternoon and goodnight in advance!