I have been cold all day. I just can't seem to warm up.
I am thinking of moving a chair in front of the fish tank. It seems that all I do all day anymore is watch Niffirg and Nadroj swim around. My favorite is when I put food in, and they start hunting for it. Niffirg is a glutton, and eats more than Nadroj does. I think he's just jealous of Nadroj--After all, Nadroj gets all the ladies. Who doesn't love a sleek black stripe though the fins and the tail? But Niffirg should know, eating is not the answer. He'll only get fat, and nobody wants that.
Oh God what am I saying I need to get out more.
I stopped by the school to pick up my schedule. Everything is fine, but they gave me math again this year. If I take math it eats into my time to take classes that matter, and I won't be able to graduate. So tomorrow, I go in and talk to my councilor. I expect that nobody will listen to me again this year. But this time I've got a girly-sweet outfit picked out, some tears ready, and an irate father waiting by the phone. It's my last year of school, and god damn it, I am getting what I want. I am so sick of the school fucking around with me.
Heh. Anybody sense the irony in that? I'm planning to play the victim while ultimately making them dance like puppets.
Monday, August 25, 2008
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