rawr. i'm even more sick than yesterday.. yet i still came to this hell hole.. shawn gave me a smoke this morning, and i didn't even have to ask him for it. so apparently chris liked my hair better before i cut it... well i like it better NOW, so deal with it! he called me this morning and demanded that i go to school. he annoyed me so much with his demanding.. i hate it when people do that when i'm cranky and stubborn early in the morning. blah. but i love the guy, so i came to school. although, i am skipping english comp right now... it's 844 am... and he didn't say anything about going to class, he just told me to go to school. my hair is fluffy. lol, i just realized that the smoke shawn gave me is a players light. rawr. that's funny. i'm sleepy. sleep... mrah. my rendition of artisic hallucinations... remember that nattie? that's so dimarkian... lol, how did i remember dimarkian? i can't remember if it was that or if it was dimarkers.... rawr. i think it was dimarkian though. right-o. what happened to stealing me away for a week? hmm. perhaps me thinks you should snatch me away on friday night... and we will have a girls night out or something... or a girls night in, and watch movies like crazy, and dance around to swing music and such. my tummy hurts. i feel nicotine deprived. i haven't really had a decent smoke since sunday before i was really sick. my eyes feel puffy... lol, now this has become an entry of my ranting. anywho, i will stop boring you people... love love love and all that jazzy jazzness. the one, the only, laura michelle* p.s. vive le france! 914 am... i just have to write more. oh alanna, i love the saying at the top of your journal, it made me laugh so hard. you know what's funny? when people our age wear suits and look like old people, especially when girls do it.. okay, i think i have to vomit. ta ta.