actually the feeling thingy is off.... i feel more vomitish and enlightened and angsty at the same time... it gives me a headache.. so about my title... i read this short story in my book today. Its by Nancy Springer, and its about a boy who calls God a girl instead of a man... he says that God is easier to talk to for him if hes a woman. its cool.. any ways.. im still depressed or whatever.. its all rainy and has been for the past week and i like rain a lot. im like a waterphiliac, but hell this is the nasty, cold, soaks though ur hoodie, shirt and skin right down to your heart rain. i dunno i have such a major headache... *takes tylenol* Alison, my best friend, is no longer in my lunch due to the semestural Switching of The Schedules festival...so lunch sucks and i sit with the guys. usually this dosent bother me and its what i prefer, but today since im PMSing i wanted to talk to some lifeform that had estrogen and a brain. but oh well.. "fuck you, Veronica" the sysem says, "we dont give a shit about you, only the preps and jocks, not the pretty art club, band member." "fuck you" i say to the system "i dont care about something that forces me to eat some form of chicken everyday." but then i fear for my grades and i do as the sysem says cuz im afraid of our 7 foot tall vice principal, Mr. Strieter. (im not joking about the 7 foot part.. he really is 6'9") I get to see cresten tonight. Yay... if i felt better id care more... but i will when i see him.. hes the only guy ive ever known i could stand while im PMSing.. *lays head on desk* so... much... homework... i need to get started on my english paper, english vocab, finsish a chem lesson, look up the criteria for advanced speech and debate, do my alg 2, and a spanish 2 worksheet. fuck. all before six. its quarter til 5. wish me luck. im out.