A Lack Of Life


Nightcore rocks my world. If you've never heard of them, and you're feeling either really upbeat, or crazy depressed, you should look them up. I don't know if they have myspace, but I hope so. I love when artists have myspaces. It makes me deeply happy on the inside.
My dog is barking from the basement, and I am supposed to let him out, but I really don't want to. You'd think that after 12 years he'd learn that when he barks like that, nobody wants him near them, because it's so annoying. It doesn't make anyone want to help him. Well, it doesn't make me want to rescue him from the dreaded kennel just because he has separation anxiety.
My biology homework is still in front of me, approximately half done. The easy half is done. I still have to do the hard half. I figured I could do the hard half in about twenty minutes. And then I can shower, and wash the smell of public school from my hair. Then I can read Hamlet, and sleep, finally. Ah, to sleep, perchance to dream.
I have a picture of Holly Black on my phone. I bet she'd be really creeped out if she found out. I mean, if I was a famous author, and some girl used my face as the screensaver on her phone, I would be a little uncomfortable.
Hmm. With the rate things are going, I would say I'm not going to be able to read Hamlet tonight. Which is sad, because I have to read all of Heart Of Darkness tomorrow. I am thinking I will definitely need to skip school on wednesday in order to be fully prepared for this test on thursday. It's a big test too. Like, it's not worth anything on my school mark, it's just to test my literary intelligence. It's like an IQ test, but only for literature, and they only care if you're a genius. Above average is average in this test.
And I'm just barely over average. 
-Sighs dramatically-
But maybe, just maybe, my studying will pay off, and I'll be able to pass for a genius. Which would be fab, you know, for university. And, of course, for my self esteem.
My guitar picks of fabulousness are cheering me up. I'll have to christen one my lucky piece, and take it on the exam with me. 
Maybe the scratched teal one. I mean, it has a picture of a white alligator on the front. It's definitely mega cool, and would not be embarrassing for others to see that I carry it around.

Someone in my biology class said I had lovely eyes. Lalala. That makes me deeply happy, because I like them too. Ugh. Biology.
Why did I have to bring that up?
Now I have to do my homework.... Distress.

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